Don't think that you only need his consolation Don't think that eyebrows are only decorations His face isn't filled with glamour Who would fantasize about it? Don't think that youth will Don't think that his hair will not sprout roses He will continue to be perfect As long as your heart is invested by the devil If you love him Smiles will always follow you You will be enveloped by his bosom His face has been consumed by flames Would it matter to you? If you no longer care about who he resembles Then there's nothing precious about The so-called lovers' tears The eyebrow at the corner of the eye is not a misunderstanding