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The suited red boots and skirt are shown to me today that lovely for me.

I have brought the cutest car having fitted you. It is taking us to an ocean view soon.

When I was covering your shoulder with my arm from rain, the sky makes rain dropping more among us.

Does it call down on me due to another reason?

Baby, let's fly on a honeymoon for three weeks that we do someday.

Now, do I kiss you in wild and in gorgeous to hit your inferior away.

 Loving you more than that beautiful ocean,

loving you in sweet more than chocolate.

That's an important thing that I can tell you ever.

I am loving you more than that stars, loving you more than red wine.

These "you" are you, baby girls who I am singing songs for today.

I feel your true temperature when I touch your cheek by my hair, whose hair was rained.     

I would said "my God" to that rain giving me the happening happiness. 

Baby, let's fly on a honeymoon for three weeks that we do someday.

Now, do I kiss you in wild and in gorgeous to hit your inferior away.

I am loving you more than that beautiful ocean,

loving you sweetly more than chocolate.

That's an important thing that I can tell you ever.

I am loving you so much despite watching star ocean, loving you more than glasses of red wine.

These "you" are you, baby girls who I sing songs for today.