Red wine dripping,
Her strap is barely clinging,
His lips is dry,
So she make her cry.

Body on fire,
Seductive rhythm in the lyre,
Lipstick red in smudge,
No regrets nor grudge.

Nail scratch in his back,
To fill their lack,
Howls and cries in the room,
They don't care what's the consequences of this doom.

After the sharing a night,
Where they hold each other tight,
At the sunrise came,
She leave without saying her name.