I lighted two lips a thousand miles away
Could you feel
the warmness on the lips
I had never had so cold winter
The plum blossoms died of cold on the way
The petals were flying in the wind
With two lips in arms
I jumped over the hills on a horse
A peach flower was out
Half of a body was coming out of the door
She ‘s my younger sister with white teeth and beautiful face
While we were thrown off our feet
It’s snow at the end of the snow
But it’s not spring under the horse
Food was warmed in the wine.
While it couldn’t melt the icy-cold teeth
the plum blossoms were falling and falling
they were burird betwend the brows
the six blooms were my only wealth.
