In the previous life, you were a piece of peach blossom/covered the sky where I miss you/I can't see through in the world of mortals/it was the eyes that you used to miss me in
In the next life, I will be a peach blossom/Listen to your long sigh in the mortal world/The falling flower haggardly misses your face/It once withered on your fingertips
From the carefree village, from the era of gunfire and war, from the prosperous and beautiful city, for you, to be with you, even just to see you again, I gently made a devil's agreement with her who was sealed...
Will you still be with me in the next life? Dear, I have been waiting for your answer...
Three generations of love, a transcendent pursuit, for you and for the melody of our unfinished love!