Naisip ko na kung ba’t maraming naka-pula! Chinese New Year nga pala! O sige heto, para sa lahat ng intsik at sa lahat ng paboritong kulay ang pula:

The music beckons as the song begins. As you dance and sway to the rhythm’s beat. You give yourself to the master’s hymn. But when the music stops, you’ll have a broken heart.

And it’s called love. It’s called love. The strongest morphine you can find. It’s addicting, it’s sedating, and it can make you lose your mind. It’s sedating, it’s addicting, and it can make you lose your mind.

So I dance alone to a dying song. That has stilled my heart and has made it cold. ‘Cause words have lost their meanings and all that I am left with are distant memories and echoes in the wind.

It’s Called Love. Color It Red