Sigh. I have a good heart, and you have a good heart. The night is too short, and I am too strong. When the dawn comes, I will go to the east with you. My heart is soft, and my heart is fluttering. Women are like the moon and the sun. The more true, the more difficult to tell the truth. A good bride, but a beautiful bride. Love without sword, but love without frost. Loyalty, but losing, and exile to the west. Oh, oh, oh, oh. The world is crazy and cold, like a white flower blooming. For whom? The sky is dark, and the rain is falling. No matter how difficult it is, let me see. I have a good heart, and you have a good heart. The night is too short, and I am too strong. When the dawn comes, I will go to the east with you. My heart is soft, and my heart is fluttering. Women are like the moon and the sun. The more true, the more difficult to tell the truth. A good bride, but a beautiful bride. Love without sword, but love without frost. Loyalty, but losing, and exile to the west. Women are like the moon and the sun. The more true, the more difficult to tell the truth. A good bride, but a beautiful bride. Love without sword, but love without frost. Loyalty, but losing, and exile to the west.