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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
我聽見愛情，我相信愛情
愛情是一潭掙扎的藍藻
如同一陣凄微的風
穿過我失血的靜脈
駐守歲月的信念
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
我相信一切能夠聽見
甚至預見離散，遇見另一個自己
而有些瞬間無法把握
任憑東走西顧，逝去的必然不返
請看我頭置簪花，一路走來一路盛開
頻頻遺漏一些，又深陷風霜雨雪的感動
Prajna Paramita, soon as soon as
Shengruxiahua dead, as an autumn leaf
Also care about what has
般若波羅蜜，一聲一聲
生如夏花，死如秋葉
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