I would like to be a cuckoo full of mountains, just for a spring without regrets.
I want to be the starry sky on a summer night.
I hope thousands of rivers flow to the only ocean.
I hope Na Yue will be your perfect choice again.
If you are an island, I would like to surround your ocean.
If you set sail, I would like to be a gentle storm.
If you travel to a distant place, I hope the road will be smooth and I will follow you to a distant place.
When you are tired from walking, I hope it is night, and the inn with clean pillows on the roadside will let you sleep.
I had a dream in my sleep. I was a tear on your pillow.
I want to be your arm.
Although white-haired, I still want to be the fire at your feet and the old days you remember.
Are you laughing? I am singing with you.
You are tears, and I am the starlight accompanying you.
When you are buried, I would like to be the grass that accompanies you.
You turn to dust and I turn to dust.
If, if you still miss this life,
I will make another wish to marry you in the afterlife.