The atmosphere is zealous,, dreary..
Too many spectators in the arena..
Thunderous cheering ,, waiting for love to be broadcast..
Who's backing myiie up? Speak up!
Some applause shouldn't be too much to ask for..
I wan to arouse your heart..
The first round bell sounds,, the red curtaiins drawn..
Ue nn I at either end,,
Waiting to see who makes the first move..
Give myiie a little smile,, the impulse in my bones..
It only wants ue..
Todae ue will be seized..
Love's main show,, battle wits nn valor..
Ue have hands too,, but ue'd hold hands nn shy awae..
Keeping myiie in suspense..
Dun suppress yourself too long..
A confession doesn't have to be the finale..
I wun mind,, just let myiie handle these little things..
