It would be nice for a young man to marry me when my hair reaches my waist. Childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts. A secret love that goes both ways, you may not know that all the imagination about romance is with you. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Have I embarrassed you? Who said that? I told you, it's impossible.
Intention: Youth