A drop will leave
I heard it
A drop will be gone
He asked
A drop is already born
She was using hands to speak
At five o’clock in the morning
At nine o’clock in the afternoon
At the right time we analysed the outside experience
At the wrong time we observed the inside system
At the same time we draw white and black
At the same time we create small and big magic
Oh-ho
Oh-ho
Give you more joy every day
Give her less pressure every night
Yay
Yay
Oop
Oop
Beautiful as a gift
Honest as cooperation
“OOP”
