It's blowing in the breeze
The smiling face of white clouds in the car
Meet the red shawl
It's like kissing my hair
Fragrance in the breeze
At this time, it's hard to help but the steering wheel is in disorder
I want to kiss you
I'm afraid the red light in front of the car will turn in the twinkling of an eye
Let the flying car run again
Music in my ear
Share a warm story
It's not too late to start
* blowing in the breeze
How to describe endless happiness
I'd like to be in the car together
Stay with you, no matter what happens
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