A long time ago
A witch left the tribe
Follow the one you love
Came to a new city
Love him deeply
die on a rainy night
Prosperity, loneliness, loneliness, helplessness
sadness comes one after another
gradually
The witch begins to sleep
Sleeping with your lover's key and your own lock
predicting
when one day
After the key and lock are close
Their owners will love each other until old age
forever and ever
At that time, love will no longer be sad...