I know you don't agree what I chose for me

You say it's just luxury

But in fact I just wanna find out what is being free

I Wanna see further than my eyes can reach

I know I have so much to learn

I am trying hard to learn his simphony, an uncertain fantasy...

Sometimes the road gets twisted, ups and downs....

The road is full of bends, guided by a diffuse eclipse...

All that I need...

It is a piece of paper and a melody

This time I got sick of the games

This time I'm gonna write my own plan. It might be a foolish plan, but it's my plan

All that I need

It is somebody who makes words of love in my ears...

Somebody who blows sounds of violin in my heart

Who blows like a flute in my soul...

Sweet blow, sweet blow...

I'm not afraid to confess I have a lot of vanity...

I am trying hard to move his world..,an ideogram..

For so long I walked by the hints of his beautiful voice...

Now I want to hear my own

Inside me, there's a new door…

All that I need...

It is a piece of paper and a melody

This time I got sick of the games

This time I'm gonna write my own plan. It might be a foolish plan, but it's my plan

All that I need

It is somebody who makes words of love in my ears...

Somebody who blows sounds of violin in my heart

Who blows like a flute in my soul...

Sweet blow, sweet blow…

All that I need

It is too simple, I don't need to be the best

This time I'm gonna follow my own map, my own steps,it might be a torn map , but it's my track...

All that I want

All that I need...

It is a piece of paper and a melody

This time I got sick of the games

This time I'm gonna write my own plan. It might be a foolish plan, but it's my plan

All that I need

It is somebody who makes words of love in my ears...

Somebody who blows sounds of violin in my heart

Who blows like a flute in my soul...

Sweet blow, sweet blow…

All that I need...

It is a piece of paper and a melody

This time I got sick of the games

This time I'm gonna write my own plan. It might be a foolish plan, but it's my plan

All that I need

It is somebody who makes words of love in my ears...

Somebody who blows sounds of violin in my heart

Who blows like a flute in my soul...

Sweet blow, sweet blow…