The gloomy summer dusk
A ray of sunset casts into the darkness through the tall glass window
Leaving a burning mark on my heart.
The street lights on the balcony and the riverside are on
Who, who lit up the street lights on the Notre Dame Bridge?
There was a musty smell in the house
There was a painful red blood stain in the house.
The stars are like mother's earrings
The dusk is covered with a layer of black velvet:
The ropes tremble in the dark dusk
The ropes tremble in the darkness The dusk,
The heart of dusk
will always be engraved with painful scars of red blood.