A month of nights, a year of days. Octobers drifting into Mays. I set my sail when the tide comes in. And I just cast my fate to the wind. I shift my course along the breeze. Won't sail up wind
rideumeun junbi doen frying pan . Bass wa treble momeul dalgwobwa. Deohagi gophagi heungeul baegasikyeo modu gachi oh. Nunchi kochi bojimalgo heundeureo . Get on the floor shake that brass. Ganji naneun rama
Well, it's a marvelous night for a moondance. With the stars up above in your eyes. A fantabulous night to make romance. 'Neath the cover of October skies And all the leaves on the trees are