Wolf Hurricane

Cool gaze, hot heart
I'm the rumored nice guy, a Yamcha
Strong fists, weak to women
Even my nose dreams of shyness

Drunk on the bouquet of love
I've always been staring at only you
Don't turn around
Because I'm weak to your eyes

Lonely wolf, Yamcha of the desert
When the starlight strikes the chest
Lonely wolf, even if the wind blows
My footprints remain

No tears, just guts in the game
I'm always a nice guy, a Yamcha
Full throttle, turbo mood
Aiming for tomorrow

I want to make a promise of love
But tying it with a ribbon is too fleeting and weak
Don't come close
Because I love everything about you

Lonely wolf, Yamcha of the wilderness
If the Southern Cross flows down
Lonely wolf, to the other side of the sky
My world ignites

Lonely wolf, Yamcha of the desert
When the starlight strikes the chest
Lonely wolf, even if the wind blows
My footprints remain