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I hear love, I believe in love
Love is a pool of struggling blue-green algae
As desolate micro-burst of wind
Bleeding through my veins
Years stationed in the belief
我听见爱情，我相信爱情
爱情是一潭挣扎的蓝藻
如同一阵凄微的风
穿过我失血的静脉
驻守岁月的信念
I believe that all can hear
Even anticipate discrete, I met the other their own
Some can not grasp the moment
Left to the East to go West, Gu, the dead must not return to
See, I head home Zanhua, in full bloom along the way all the way
Frequently missed some, but also deeply moved by wind, frost, snow or rain
我相信一切能够听见
甚至预见离散，遇见另一个自己
而有些瞬间无法把握
任凭东走西顾，逝去的必然不返
请看我头置簪花，一路走来一路盛开
频频遗漏一些，又深陷风霜雨雪的感动
Prajna Paramita, soon as soon as
Shengruxiahua dead, as an autumn leaf
Also care about what has
般若波罗蜜，一声一声
生如夏花，死如秋叶
还在乎拥有什么
