I would like to be a torrent, a small river in the mountains, passing through the rugged road and flowing between the rocks.
As long as my lover is a small fish, swimming happily in my waves;
I would like to be a wild forest, located on both sides of the river, I shouted loudly and fought against the storm.
As long as my lover is a little bird, sitting on the branches and chirping, making a nest in my arms;
I would like to be the ruins of the castle, standing on the mountain Even if it is easily destroyed, I will not be upset at all.
As long as my lover is an ivy, the green branches are like arms, climbing up along my forehead;
I would like to be a small thatched cottage in the valley Hidden in the middle, battered by wind and rain, the roof has left scars.
As long as my lover is a blazing fire, flickering slowly and happily in my hearth;
I wish to be a cloud, a broken flag, in my heart. In the sky above the wilderness, we stand proudly and tiredly.
As long as my lover is the sun at dusk, it shines on my pale face, reflecting the red light.