It's the starlight falling on the vast snowfield, clean and bright
Like the wind took me all over the five continents and four oceans
Whether it is the pearl of the earthly crown or the holy light on the papal tiara
Nothing can compare to the flow of water flowing down from the stars in the sky
High Court's smile, burning peach blossoms, Bailu Yiren, on the side of the water
These all describe your eyes
—But I hope that one day it will be me in your eyes