I hear love, I believe in love

Love is a pool of struggling blue-green algae

As desolate micro-burst of wind

Bleeding through my veins

Years stationed in the belief

我听见爱情，我相信爱情

爱情是一潭挣扎的蓝藻

如同一阵凄微的风

穿过我失血的静脉

驻守岁月的信念

I believe that all can hear

Even anticipate discrete, I met the other their own

Some can not grasp the moment

Left to the East to go West, Gu, the dead must not return to

See, I head home Zanhua, in full bloom along the way all the way

Frequently missed some, but also deeply moved by wind, frost, snow or rain

我相信一切能够听见

甚至预见离散，遇见另一个自己

而有些瞬间无法把握

任凭东走西顾，逝去的必然不返

请看我头置簪花，一路走来一路盛开

频频遗漏一些，又深陷风霜雨雪的感动

Prajna Paramita, soon as soon as

Shengruxiahua dead, as an autumn leaf

Also care about what has

般若波罗蜜，一声一声

生如夏花，死如秋叶

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