The skirt of the Saghi kicks out of the drunken companions of the drunken and gigos The Cup is out of the way and the sadness of the boiling wine I am shaking a shaky heart to worry about Saghi and I have a drunken companion. I did not help the night of the night I remembered the skirt. I remembered the world of my love in my heart from his eyes to my heart to love and hope Hope I lost the world.