She has brown hair
She has long, straight hair

* Her warm smile is like his heaven streets,
Stuck, emptied, in between the drawers
In her eyes that contain the sunlight
There is starlight, there is the night dew

** Her white song goes in between her hair
His scent scatters and breaks
She spends the entire night with a fluttering night

*** Her eyebrows are pretty, her tears are pretty
She likes his sweet stories
He likes her lips, lingering around her ears
She sends a bit of herself to him

* repeat

** repeat

*** repeat

Her eyebrows are pretty, her tears are pretty
She likes his sweet stories
He likes her lips, lingering around her ears
She sends a bit of herself to him
She sends a bit of herself to him