The dancing fog!

When the dew of satiation sinks its julf,
O lovers, sip the cup.
That dew is there for you.
When the fatigue of the afternoon, in the middle of the back of the caravan,
Oh drunk, sip in the cup.
In that fatigue you have to be drunk.
When confusing tears accumulate in the petals of the eyebrows,
Or after it was released,
Smile while laughing at the glow of eyes !!
Or shy at a moment, twilight, Kapol,
Eye-catching cockroaches hidden in the eye!
Call Saki a drunk boyfriend,
Kiss or sip, kiss or sip