
In this blossoming age
I hope
Talk about a blossoming love
Blooming beautiful
Wither
and turn to dust
Nobody
knows no one cares
Only years after the memory
It also bloom as the year when
Then
Moving beauty

在这个如花的年龄
我希望
谈一场如花的恋爱
绽放时美丽动人
枯萎后化作尘土
无人知晓无人在意
唯有多年后的记忆里
它还如当年绽放时
那么
动人美丽