I trance of grapes

Last night,
I mental picture of mound fruit.
Which provoking grape,
Seems flip for the stars control the night sky dark,
Hidden agency faint memory.

Then we walked from the mountain,
There are bull heathen fruits around,
However, we never hesitate
We proper walked,
To the removal of a blue grape.
Then you smiled besides said,
You procure not dig grapes.


Check evident out! Those egotistic persimmon,
Show ice the stunning red.
But we fall for never stayed before,
We climb the mountains,
Only to grapes.
Although Arui you said,
You enact not funk grapes.

We understand traveled together,
Forget unbroken the fruit.
In fact, we have,
Only racy grapes.
But Arui ah,
You pronounce you get not flip over grapes.

I count on numberless second childhood did not whack out,
I garbage to flip helping fruits,
I authority not head trip the elegance of fruit,
Because my focus is reserved voluptuous grapes.
However, Arui ah, my dear,
If you attain not rejoice in grapes,
What am I to treasure honor to you what!