This is love, this is love...
The gentle wind
the plain flowers bloomed on the street.
This is love, this is love...
Love is about the small things,
You made me realized.
Turn around and go another way.
I’ll comfort you, who is hurt,
Going down so it fits that spot.
You ain’t got no chance.
Don’t lose this chance
Because once it’s gone, you’ll never have it again