Year of Love
Year “Zero eight”, more than Great.
Real man believes in a real woman.
Man is pure, woman is sweet,
Same as the Songs of Heaven.
Happy New Year, Lover and Dear,
The “Zero eight” is Love Sign.
Feel and share, here and there
Who loves, does not need wine.
On “Zero eight”, no time to wait
Get love's key of Love Throne
Deal and feel, but don't hate
Hatred always lives alone
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