Light winds sigh through midnight trees
Silver threads on fallen leaves
Whispers rise from streams unseen
A step recalls a distant scene
Other youths miss the fortune
Yet it can not understand, how bitter
the distance
Who's the one who chases in executive flight
The eye never sees life
or death
The hard way turns into flow
再温柔如泪中坠
细听雨梦早生非
此情如是无人非
Is it a dream
or soul in disguise?
She smiles beneath
the quiet skies
Alone
I stand where echoes run
The song now gone, my heart undone
