Live in every second of the moment,
Do you realize this could be the last second?
When God plays his eschatological sonata,
We suddenly woke up,
It turns out that we can't control our destiny.
Your and my fate are intertwined,
Like a piece of music pieced together from messy notes.
While we are still immersed in its beautiful melody,
It has quietly turned into a poignant tone.
When you raise your hand,
When I looked at the sunset through my fingers again,
Will you ever think of that song we sang together?
Although,
I was no longer by your side at that time?