Fragrant hill, it's me
Landscape in your hands
I can be your home
Tile the colour of my lips
Walls of soft, milk skin
Entirely
If I want maybe I'll give you the key
Maybe I'll give you the key
Fragrant hill, it's me
Landscape in your hands
Blooming valley
Look into my eyes
Green windows filled with hope
For the time being are closed
Look into my eyes
Green windows filled with hope
For the time being are closed
I'll let you possess all the rooms
But be careful
It's not so easy
Not so easy to leave
The threshold of the door with my hands
Be careful
It's not so easy, not so easy to leave
The threshold of the door
Fragrant hill, it's me
Landscape in your hands
I can be your home
The sand-coloured heat
Similar to dreams
Virtually
If I want maybe I'll give you the key
Maybe I'll give you the key
Maybe I'll give you the key