歌詞

Waiting for the house physician

Son of the gold-beater

One thousand gold-eaters crawl on his foot

An arrested young landlady was only 13 years old

Can you hear it screaming through the air there?

Way to the rainbow, five million

Fighting for the rhetorician, she is exhausted now

Mesmeric roasted pork flavorful dish

Meaningful vermillion chosen from ten-billion

Colors is not medicine breathable air

Way to the window, Mercurian. the Craggy Rock is in your hand