Worried doubt

while the night is coming

My desire to reflect

But my mirror broke a thousand

Break a thousand

like flowers

I'm afraid a lot of beetles will land

I do not want

broken my stem is broken

I do not want

Only he

He's the only one in the heart

A place to be spoiled, a place to miss

A peaceful outpouring place

I don't know if it's like wet wood eaten by fire

The fire of suspicion is the fire of jealousy

The burning fire of longing

Oh wind tell

Jasmine in front of my house waiting for you

Only he

He's the only one in the heart

A place to be spoiled, a place to miss

A peaceful outpouring place

I don't know if it's like wet wood eaten by fire

The fire of suspicion is the fire of jealousy

The burning fire of longing

Oh wind tell

Jasmine in front of my house waiting for you

O wind, tell me that jasmine is waiting