Such a throne I made for you
Nobody have the power to take it from you
Your rose-like lips are from ember seas
Tell me, who does it support now?
Do you love me, ivy*
Is the path confusing? whatever
We got used to it, maybe, it is love, saucy
You will say kill it but it will not die
Bird doesnt fly, caravan doesnt pass by, kerbela**
It's easy for you to go, staying is hard
We're torn up just like a paper
You have the lines, I'm all the white spaces
Do you love me, ivy
Is the path confusing? whatever
We got used to it, maybe, it is love, saucy
You will say kill it but it will not die