Blooming on deep cliffs
Spiny poisonous lonely flower
Would it be a crime dying after smelling you
Would be storm, break your thorn
Touch your flower with my heart
Why this stubborness and stiff look to my eyes?
Leave yourself, leave to my heaven
You're another climate, there is no resort
I'm in love you and wretched
Withered up with your longing
Different climate distinct
Hard cold proud lover
I'm broil and burned again