What exactly is love?
It is intoxicating wine;
Or a deadly poison?
In this materialistic society,
Everything has its own price,
A pack of Master Kong is two yuan.
A Changhong costs two thousand.
A life begins with a stack of banknotes,
And ends with a stack of banknotes...
So what is the price of love?
I am poor, I have no money,
I only have myself,
Then,
I give myself to you,
Is it enough?
If it's not enough,
Do I still have a heart?
If that's not enough, then...
I can only give -
my dignity.