A bee sings to a canna flower
Your name is “beautyâ€*
I flew over half of the country
To be your bee
The sweet in your chest
Intoxicates me
Your lovely face
Red as a cherry
Your fragnance
Makes me dizzy
If I die today here in your embrace
I will have no regret
Even though these red petals
Are not your skirt**
* canna in Chinese is termed the “beautyâ€
** â€dying under a red skirt†is a Chinese saying
for the price to be with a beauty.
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是我的陶醉
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通红
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我今天就是æ»äº†, 也值
虽然这红色的衣裳
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