I Once Blew a Harmonica by Elegant Sister Tr. David Wei / Sky, blue when you are very wealthy At the time the campus purple lilac very charming. And I was tangled with love And hidden in a harmonica that I want. / So from the meals, I deducted the cost of the harmonica. To tell the truth, then I did not know Which is my favorite harmonica I bought that is probably liked it. / I only practice in when no one And love in a song. Each hole harmonica that keep me young-shy - Hickey. / I was then how to meet - One another a simple yet full of longing of the birds And from that one by one small window which were sad or merrily called out It whitewashed that I have gone through youth. /