I want you
I want you, I was painful, |
I want you laugh like flame,
You have to flexible Yao Shen,
Your hair on the Feixing his eyes;
I Mizui in the fall of the atmosphere,
Like an island,
Green python in the Hai-tao, involuntary of the PM10……
Oh, I urgent aspirations
Your arrival, aspirations
It's a wonderful gifted Tan
Opened on time for the top!
Why do not you, bear!
That you know, I know you know,
This is not to you in my fatal blow,
At first my life killed in the solo release,
If the solid iron ore in the dark,
I am thinking of the oppression and respiratory;
Killed the bud hope of the poor,
To me, like prisoners, delivered to the
Envy and Chouku, health ashamed and embarrassed
Canku and despair.
This is perhaps Filthy. Hsu has a Filthy.
I believe I am indeed is Filthy;
But I can not transfer an already directed the rudder,
Home wind income do not allow me to hesitate --
I can not go back, Wan Ming drive me!
I also know that most of this trend
Destruction of the road, but
To you, to you,
What I have willingly;
This is not only my enthusiasm,
The only reason I also say so.
Filthy! Zhe broken to a life of the fiber
In order to move a woman's heart!
Would like to win and can win, is up to
Her Yidi Lei,
She's out of indifference sneer;
But I am also willing, even if
I powder are passed on the news
A Wandan, she as I
Xue Li, a mouse, a pest,
I was willing!
Filthy to the true, unconditional,
God can not be transferred back to a
Filthy set the heart like a general
Sometimes transferred back to the line has been dead soldiers.
To no avail, and all are to no avail,
You can not really can not be denied,
While I was busy throwing burning fire,
All of your thirst,
Your hair, your smile, your hands and feet;
Any Chixiang and prayer
Can not reduce a small-inch
The distance between you and me!
Outdoor Hunhuang already
Chengye of the black pool,
Snow hung on tree branches,
Niaoque Code to have their chirp,
This silence is consistent Chuanxiao of the universe.
10 minutes on the needle than a constant
Xuan Miao gestures, such as guidance,
Like sympathy, like a mockery,
Each time the point of the move, I was listening to
My own heart
The death knell buried alive.