A lonely flower growing on the edge of a precipice
Having very poisonous thorns
Would I be guilty if I capture your smell once and die forever
I’ll become a storm to break your thorns
I will touch a flower using all my heart
Why you look that stubborn,that prideful when I look at you?
Let yourself,unfold your soul and come in to my paradise
You used to grow under other climate condition
I felt in love with you so hopelessly
And I become pailed and faded just because I got a need for you
You used to grow under totally different conditions,
A freezing cold and you are too prideful to fell in love
I will get to burn for you without even asking why