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