When the order of a heart foundation
It has been neatly arranged
Must be destroyed by jealousy in the hearts
That will always be burning in my heart
Wrong .. If I have to envy
Wrong .. If I had to keep silence

I want to build this heart
I want to governance this mental
Without any sense of envy in my heart
My love is my heart
My Darling is my soul
My longing is my dream
You are the engraving which always wonder
Do you destroy all
With your attitude uncertain