Love Poems with Hands One of the lines seems to be "There are two words that are too many for someone to blaspheme, and I can't bear to add them again." What should the complete line be?

There is a word that too many people blaspheme,

I can’t bear to say it again;

There is a feeling that makes people despise Taisheng,

There is a kind of expectation that is too similar to despair.

Why bother to spend more time to suffocate it;

Your pity is more Others,

warm my heart more.

I can't give you what others call love;

But do you accept it,

the worship of a heart?

Even God will not refuse,

With the longing of a moth for the stars,

The longing of the night for the dawn,

I am willing to be infatuated with this feeling that transcends the misery of this world