That moment? My wind horse? Not to beg for happiness? Just waiting for your arrival
That day? Build a mani pile? Not for Xiu De? Just to throw stones into the heart lake
That January? I shake all the curved pipes? Not to cross, just to touch your fingertips.
That year? Shantou on the mountain road? Not for the audience? Just to keep your warmth.
This life? Turn mountains, water and stupa? Not for reincarnation, just to meet you on the road.
That day? Close your eyes in the fragrant fog of the temple? Suddenly I heard the truth in your hymn.
That January? I shake all the curved pipes? Not to cross, just to touch your fingertips.
That year? Kowtow and climb the mountain? Not for the audience, just for your warmth.
That kind of life? Turn mountains, water and stupa? Not for the afterlife, but to meet you on the road.
That night? I listened to Brahma all night? Not for enlightenment, just for your breath.
That January? I turned all the curved pipes? Not to cross over, just to touch your fingerprints.
That year? I kowtow and hug the dust? Not to worship Buddha, but to keep your warmth.
That kind of life? I rummaged through 100 thousand mountains? Not to repair the afterlife, but to meet you on the road.
At that moment, I soared to immortality, not for immortality, but for your peace and happiness.
(2)
Living in Potala Palace,
I am the king of snow.
Strolling through the streets of Lhasa,
I am the most beautiful lover in the world.
It's more vivid with Maggie Amy ~
I'm afraid my affection will damage Sanskrit.
I'm afraid I'll miss the whole city when I enter the mountain.
The world is safe,
Live up to the Tathagata.