在百花烂漫的日子,我独自去山野歌唱。我眺望远方高大的山脉,那是我们之间无法跨越的距离,我把对你的爱,编织在我的呼吸里。我轻轻吐出一团雾气,里面有你的影子,和着我那股温热的气息,飘去。在细雨飘零的时候,我只身一人散步,我感受着一丝丝雨滴落下的缠绵,像一幕幕你的笑脸。我把对你的爱,默默地藏在细雨里,我等待它来日可以蒸发成空气,传播到我和 In the blossoming days, I alone to the wild singing. I look out over the great mountains of the distance, that is the distance we can not cross, and I weave your love in my breath. I gently vomit a mass of mist, which has your shadow, and my kind of warm atmosphere, drifting away. In the drizzle, I walk alone, I feel a trace of rain falling lingering, like a smile on your face. I love you, silently hidden in the drizzle, I am waiting for it to be evaporated into the air, spread to me and