Dear Idole,
your name made me fall so deep,
your voice looks so familiar,
i hear you sing soft when i sleep,

Your skin is like gold to me,
your tonque is a cupid arrow,
your eyes are the lili of the valley,

So let me be your captain,
ler me be your princess,
let me be the wine,

Im talking to a idole how sad,
it's just a piece of paper,
the one i'll never get.