Improper desire, with purity,
This state of frank ambition,
Love, when told with true intentions,
Is supreme
if it comes true
One more game
Fate is when
After fickle Roulette games,
The skilled dice
Are shaken
Good luck!
Explanations with common sense,
In that case, it's not divisable
Timing with prejudice
Can't you also gamble
the match?
With naivete, guilty to the bone,
Writhing hopes
All laid bare ordinarily
If you hold out, you'll win
One
more game
A roulette game where
This state of human life is shed
Shedding tears over a huge bet
Calling
without raising,
Good-bye!
If you're afraid of losing,
And there's nothing you can do with your hand
Amazed at the extent of the wicked mischief
Can't
you laugh about it?
Improper desire, with purity,
This state of frank ambition,
Love, when told with true
intentions,
Is supreme if it comes true
One more game
Explanations with common sense,
In that case,
it's not divisable
Timing with prejudice
Can't you also gamble the match?
With naivete, guilty to the bone,
Writhing hopes
All laid bare ordinarily
If you hold out, you'll win.
Improper desire, with purity,
This state of frank ambition,
Love, when told with true intentions,
Is supreme
if it comes true
One more game
