I used to think that loving someone loved someone
It's very simple, but to me it's like a brick of diamonds
I used to believe that
'Cause I'm disappointed in loving someone
But I have never forgotten the fulfillment of love
And I still remember it
I want to pray that I'll be fulfilled one more time
I have only prayed for myself to be fulfilled
I'm like a bee chasing pollen day by day

Which is only worth finding the missing things to fill
And sacrificed his life for it
To collect pollen from beautiful flowers for nectar
And now I need love to fill
I will devote and treat it as much as my life
And I won't let anyone take it away from me
Although sometimes other bees come to take pollen from the flower
But I wouldn't care because there are many flowers
Even if it's far away