Zenith of Our Love In the Clouds
One day clouds will play on the earth
We pilfer a son of the sky and fled away
We can touch life and death
Design, protect their way
No death! Our cradle of love will sway
When death comes never to be shy!
Hold me tight
On the back of a winged horse
we will roam around
Your love and the devil
I can fight the devil if you hold my hand
Even if we court defeat
On the earth
It will always be a cursed night
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