When I haven't met you yet,
I stand in the bush,
Hope the flowers will wither and the leaves will turn into dust...
I just feel confused.
But when two different souls collide,
When the sound of nature sounds.
The four seasons are like songs and the flowers are blooming...
I just feel amazed.
Nostalgia for time,
our time,
The traces left on each other's hearts.
As delicate as a rose,
As brilliant as the sunset on the horizon...
The blush on the face,
It is the light of happiness.
No more languages needed,
I just want you to know
We love each other...