Southern Wind
Akina Nakamori
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Southern Wind
Like greeting the southern wind
Naturally, my body finds the rhythm
Spinning my Panama hat with my fingers
The fruit liquor on the table arrived
A message from an unknown person
Confusion between my back and lower back is intense
Sitting on a white chair
Resting my chin on my hands
Feeling a bit like a movie
Raising my hair melancholically
A dangerous heart
This summer, shadows' silhouette
Taking a break from the hot body
If you see through the clear line, strike a pose
Charming familiar men
Reflecting on the seaside
Involuntarily raising my hand
Above the white yacht, a shining young man
Dazzling eyes
Charming familiar men
Even the hotel window hears them
Letting their rough hair flutter
Mischievously winking for a moment
Who knows if it's dangerous