Did not find any sign, I old
　　Hoe Dunzaiqiangjiao against the dull look at the sun burst into tears
　　Over the years I have been eager to keep their mouths shut
　　Eager to become the eyes of others silent stone
　　I have experienced many storms that night, even if this
　　I was bent on glossy dark green of the garden there for us waiting for you back
　　I still think if you woke up tomorrow, do not care a call for your name
　　May you feel no
　　Like the wind, blowing your hair flowing