It's the season for love
No wonder the wind smells sugared
My maiden mind is playing tricks on me
Has me dreaming of a romantic story
In the dream love perplexed me
Tears, tears, I cry the tears of living
It's the season for love
So nice to see lovers' shoulders against each other
Butterflies are dancing in my maiden mind
For the tryst with my heartthrob boy
A tryst that puts me intoxicated
Tears, tears, I cry the tears of living
Goodbye is destined after all
No wonder the wind blows ruthlessly
Rain drenches everything in my maiden mind
Leaves memories burning like fire
Wet buds are burning like fire
Tears, tears, until the tears of living dry off