Pesugiraai

This is the beginning of the lips smiles Blossoms are blossoming in

the rotating eyes Forget the colors and reduce speeds You are in the

oyster The colors disappear and the clouds dissolve I am a carpenter

of yours You speak speaking You're talking about

something Hands off with hands Where are you going?

You speak speaking You're talking about something The

eyes are reddened with eyes Do you think the lid is covered?

Green clouds burning cloud It's a scrumptious look It will go

everywhere The minds of the minds will build up the grid Let's be

bored Add nin without being told In the room

with the puja Running kalanan I'm walking away