Lyrics of Mai Junlong's moan

Bright and dark, dark brow, thin foil

Hug him and kiss him quietly

Sometimes I cry, sometimes I laugh, but now I'm listening

She's moaning. She's moaning. She's happy

What is at my disposal

I haven't tried to stir up achievement yet

What is at my disposal

Touching makes me happy freely

If you touch her like this, she looks like a sculpture

Just touch her like this and see her rush through me like a waterfall

How can we find the body of a minor

At least, how to make a heart without language

How eager to drop sweat for free flow

Every day, men and women have their own roles

It's falling off that makes you happy

What is at my disposal

I've tried, but I haven't achieved

What is at my disposal

I sing when I listen to my breath

If you touch her like this, she looks like a sculpture

It's so necessary to contaminate her, to see her rush through me like a waterfall

How can we find the body of a minor

At least, how to make a heart without language

How eager I am to have the strength to achieve me

I really want to ask what is soul

Listen, listen to the soul singing now

Listen to how strong she is, how fragile she is, how laissez faire she is, how mobile she is, how free she is

Believe in her and love her like a sculpture

That's all. I believe she loves her. It's like a fog blowing through me

How can we find the body of a minor

At least, how to make a heart without language

How eager to drop sweat for free flow

Want to learn to be happy when free

I want to moan