Lunatic condition if you feel You say yourself what’s the deal? Softness and Warmth It’s penetrate in your body
As the candle melts Softness in its existence And your heart’s softness Even melts to make eye tearful
The pleasure atmosphere and you feel strange Flow of water in the lake in its range By looking at the brightness of the moon And you begin for the croon
It’s called affection For the soul, it able for the relaxation Fixing the innocence and beautiful smile You stunned by standing at front of moon light