Knocking on the triad boat that makes for rain A briar grows in twain with Come to rid Forever at your feet
Glass and pinch of breast Knocking at tray While leave on Please take me home my long to leave Forever at your feet
And I that you won’t mind, my dear When you see my eyes are lie, my dear It’s because I avoided these of you All kisses, sweeter than mint And touch them Softer than sea Oh, treasure would be~~~ Forever at your feet
And I hope that you won’t mind, my dear When you see my eyes are lie, dear It’s because I avoided all these of you All your sweeter than mint And touch them Softer than sea Oh, treasure I would be~~~ Forever your feet