Rolling up the stormy dress
We take the running love as blowing flute
Don’t fear, not fear the world’s peek into your thin cloak
The nasty sees the sex
Yet God sees the beauty
Don’t fear, not fear the mud to fetter bare-feet on all the way
As long as the heart in fly
The love will direct us to navigate
Come Tempest
Since the love already set sail we are not afraid of you to chase