Paradise

Let’s get married and buy a small house in a safe town that we don’t know and call it paradise.

We can spend the days and the nights together.

It’s so beautiful and calm - the weather.

We can have one floor, or two, or eight. It’s no matter.

The streets have sidewalks,

And the parks have ponds.

We can hold hands and sing

Our little love songs.

Our wedding was not grand,

We had no bash.

But we ran off together,

Because we’re the perfect match.