Who are you to me? Who am I to you?
I didn't want to ask such a literary question, but I couldn't help but think about it over and over again.
In this prosperous world, why should I ask you to accompany me through Songhai and Cangtian?
I am your dear one and you are my destiny.
In the middle of the year, I just want to hold your hand and watch the water flow.
A hundred years from now, someone will come to recall our beauty.