Life is short,
It's a long time, too.
I lost consciousness,
My soul is gone,
But my body
Will still live in this cold world
For you to block the wind and rain of life.
I have a life from the morning bell to the evening drum
It's a road to desolation
I have a life journey from the sea of stars to the moon
It's a tree full of fireflies
You will temper your strength all your life
Gan hobbles in the misty (Chichu)
You take your whole life apart and serve the insects carefully
Burning in my desolate eyes
You said to light up the world for me
Even if you have to accompany me one step in your life
A drop in the sea and mountains, watching the withering clouds and rivers
To the wind and snow blowing a buried soul soil
Today I count the flowers for you
Even if life is not as good as ephemera
Addicted to heart eroding poison
I will bury my bones for you
You will temper your strength all your life
Gan hobbled in the misty
You take your whole life apart and serve the insects carefully
Burning in my desolate eyes
You said to light up the world for me
Even if you have to accompany me one step in your life
A drop in the sea and mountains, watching the withering clouds and rivers
To the wind and snow blowing a buried soul soil
How many flowers do you have today
Even if life is not as good as ephemera
Addicted to heart eroding poison
I will bury my bones for you
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