Andante
Through the street cantabile with roses, I am more andante
Than my shadow, thinking of a tomorrow
That consists only of daybreak and birdsongs
So you are now walking from the afar toward that window
The flowers in arms bloom too early for a future eternity
行板
如歌的玫瑰街上,我比影子
还要行板,想到一个明天将会只有清晨和鸟鸣
而你正从远方走向那扇窗
此刻的花就是为一种永恒才盛开得过头
2012-02-14
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