A man and a woman on the dawn street
Meet with each other, LU-LU-LU-LU-LU
The wind is fickle, arousing two hearts
Love needs to start
His slender fingers reflected in the mirror
Are luring her like a clown
What a whimsy, it's all the wind's fault
Sweet and sweet, are the love songs
Fancy street corner in the rain
Love is damped too, LU-LU-LU-LU-LU
One umbrella, four lips
Go against each other
The long hair of who shed tears yesterday
Seduces him like fine wine
What a whimsy, in picture books
Love is just, a sweet sweet dream