The flowers have to be sacrificed.
Those flowers,
Those flowers go through,
They go wrong,
They take away the pulse.
You flowers, girl Break in the air
Strike the team with the wind
The flowers are not loaded in the mountains
Anchor wind tilted over and over again.
In the case of flowers,
Lot of fungal wounds in the lotus wounds
That flower, you're out of the wire,
Flowers are never flowered.
