Drought-stricken heart
There's no way the lotus will grow there
Although love and love have been poured out
Will not change my feelings for her
Why is he who I love
I do not know how she is
He is good at playing with words
The first year was a thousand years of torment
I will not look at him anymore
Even in a dream he had to leave
I am willing to be a wilted lotus
But unhurt
In my heart because of him
Let me put it this way
Can not come back
With you
I will not look at him anymore
Even in a dream he had to leave
I am willing to be a wilted lotus
But not hurt
