Buldak E

I'm watching anime, and suddenly my stomach starts To growl. I, I, pull out my red Buldak, And the milk is already on the tile. Red and black, that's my delicious ideal. Noodles of the gods, my heavenly meal. My ass is burning from Buldak. Well, let it be, blyat. For this love I cry, but I'm not angry, You see. If there's fire, then happiness is doubled In me. That's the price of a love that lives inside Me. Red Buldak, li-li-like a sunset on my Lips. Black Buldak, like the cosmos in my dreams And trips. I cook it gently like a secret Ritual, and every dinner of mine is almost a Carnival. My is b-burning from Buldak. Well, well, let it be, blyat. For this love I cry, but I'm not angry, You see. If there's fire, then happiness is doubled in me. That's the price of a love that lives inside Me. The sauce like magic whispers, "More," and I smile. I feel so good to the core. This noodle dish is not just lunch, It's a feast for the soul, a sweet little Hunch. And I'll need some cream to save my Butt when the fire from Buldak starts to burn Me up. My ass is burning from B-B- B-Buldak. Well, let it be, blyat. For This love I cry, but I'm not angry, You see. If there's fire, then happiness is doubled Me. That's the price of a love That lives inside me. I'm a gentle little girl, but if the night Is dark, I need my Buldak and the world To spark. Red and black, my fiery light. God's food, there's no better fight. My ass is burn-burn-burn-burning from Buldak. Well, well, well, let it be, blyat. For this love I cry, but I'm not you See. If there's fire, then happiness is doubled in me. That's the price of a love that lives Inside me. Blyat.