The dust is floating around, a lifetime of love
The long sound of the flute, the gentle sound of the piano
Dreaming back at midnight, tears streaming down my face
Where does love go in the end?
He said: "The bond between life and death is broad, and I am happy with you; hold your hand, and grow old together with you."
She said: "Your heart is like my heart. If we know each other and meet each other, we will have no regrets in this life."