Arriving morning star, We get off the time and catch the rhyme. I find my magic wand As quick, as a lavish sudden shout. Nobody helps me, My heart is not slipping in the breeze.
When the heart's Now slipping in the streams, My heart Is dreaming of the spring…
It’s dreaming of the spring, But we just a little sad and weak. The spring soon comes for us And gladness so sudden brings romance. The music gives us hope, But passion so deep conceals and grow.
Life again Impel us sing love song. Be brave To make the friendship strong.