Whoo, whoo, whoo
If there’s air in the balloon
Flat balloon shape turns into a fat balloon.
My body fluttered, too,
It becomes a round balloon.
I want to fly in the sky, too.
Zolang, Cholang, Cholang, this way and that way, the bullet
Sit, sit, sit, sit, sit, sit.sit, no~~~~
Whoo, the wind is the wind of love.
Oh, this way and that way.
It is becoming a balloon with various winds.
Oh I love this! I’d like to blow in the wind myself on the balloon of love! It’s like a balloon in the wind swaying with silent music!