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