The stars in the sky appear as if they were your eyes; Small, bright, blink at me.
The moon is also round, much like your face; Round and gentle, smile at me.
The moon in the sky, she can not compare with your face; Because, from a distance, the moon's face is so cold and pale.
Your face is more like the winter sun; Represents warmth, represents light. And that bright smile, like that light!
Last night, I went back to the past; I was stupefied, looking at your face, and you gently held me in your arms.
That was, my happiest years! With you by my side, your smiling face always hangs in front of my eyes. ...
Now, although your face is still there; But that big smile has sunk into the sea-
In the dream, your face is still the same; Gentle and kind, show your brilliant face.
When I woke up, I found your face was different from before. The pen of years has written indelible marks on your face-making your face gaunt and lonely. ...
I miss, miss, miss! I really want to help you find the face of your dreams.
I miss, miss, miss! I really want to help you erase all traces on your face-let the brilliance and beauty return to your face.
I prayed in the Buddha and made a wish to the meteor; I hope I can do it.
However, I am powerless to return to heaven; Because, time, he has gone far ... time, he has gone far. ...