There has been innocence, ambiguity, and separation.
It's not that I don't want to let go of your hand, it's not that I'm waiting for you on purpose.
It is not unforgettable, there is no eternal oath,
It's just that you have been lying quietly in my heart, unable to touch or drive you away...
I don't know if this is love,
I only know that after passing through thousands of sails,
Only then did I realize that no one seems to have a calmer and more lasting warmth than your hands...