1 I have left that day in the sun, the clouds pile drilling out. Staring at the blue sky --- God created the earth in Wonderland. My heart is sad to know that call because it came from. But the wind whispers sent away from my world? Where the tears of a cheerful songs melt into the silence. Perhaps the wind was actually sent by the breath of that island? It lay in the distant sea and warm summer flowers and herbs of the arms. 2 shelter me my master to shelter me right at this moment. Let me not forget that your lonely the past. I hope this brief moment in the stretch in your arms on your light rain extended. I was wandering around calling me just to chase but do not know where that led me to the sound. Let me now that you sit down and listen quietly echo in my mind calm words. Do not the dark corners of my mind, ignoring the flame burning with your light and heat them until they are issued. 3 distant outpost of the storm have been sent from the clouds in the sky are charged to the tent; sun pale shadow of the forest silently with tears pour like water vapor. My heart sad and calm as the musicians struck that thoughtful stillness before the pipa. My heart is full of hope you look forward to the pain of my life. 4 children my sweetheart Oh you did good you sent me the flame of your pain you are done! Do not burn as incense seal will not be issued fragrance; the lights do not light it will not account for radiation light. The numbness of my sleeping heart must love the thunder of your awareness to it; and that will be as tight as the torch burning. 5 Oh my Lord took me from the shadow of the self from the rubble and confusion in the past to save and come out. Take my hand because when the dark night, and your pilgrims is blind. Save me from despair and come out. My sorrow goes out like a flame of light lit it with your right. My strength exhausted and asleep you wake up it it. Do not make me anxious lament lost time alone. Each proudly roads are so cosmopolitan to me sing the songs. Take my hand because the night is dark and your pilgrims is blind. 6 lanterns in my hands to make immediate enemy of the dark journey with me. Street scene that I fear. Even the ghost moving to and fro, like flowers and trees to me frown vicious intimidation. Also caused my footsteps faint echo of the doubts. So I beg you come the dawn of time, far and near to embrace life and death will kiss each other in love as one solution. 7 When I got to save you walking when I breezed into your world. When you cleanse polluted my mind for you when the sun it will add luster. Bud of my life as creator is not open to the hearts of the United States will diffuse blue cloth. As long as my soul from the dark tent thrown off it will bring laughter to your music. 8 love you once gave me this world is full of your gift of love. Your love shines like rain I did not find me because my heart is sleeping and the night is dark. Although the loss of your love in my sleep but I still felt a thrill of joy. 9 does not sleep in my eyes keep looking at; even though I did not see you and that gaze is still sweet. My heart is hiding in the shade of the rainy season mid-move along your love; even be deprived of love and hope still is sweet. People have to go their own way will I leave behind; even if I stand and listen to your Qiongqiong larvae footsteps still is sweet. Earth weave its autumn mist brooding face awakened desire of my heart; even want to fall and the pain it caused is still sweet. O heart do not be up_set_ children 10 morning light the morning will come. Seed deeply rooted in the promise of the soil will eventually germinate first emerged. Sleep like a bud light towards the open arms of silence will finally audible. Weight will be rewarded suffering will illuminate your journey this day coming.