I love you, I love you.
I love you here. I love you here.
In the dark pine forest, the wind unloaded itself. In the shadow of pine trees, the wind let go of itself.
The moon shines like phosphorus floating on the water. The moon shines like phosphorescence on the floating water.
The days are the same, chasing each other. Day, repeat, chase.
The snow unfolded into the shape of a dance. The dance of snow is over.
A silver seagull slid down from the west. A silver seagull slipped from the west.
Sometimes it's sails. High stars. Sometimes a boat. A very high star.
Oh, the black cross of a ship. Oh, the black cross on the boat.
One person. One person.
Sometimes I get up early, even my soul is wet. Sometimes when I wake up in the morning, my soul is still wet.
The distant sea makes sounds and echoes. The sound and echo of the distant sea.
This is a port. This is a port.
I love you here. I love you here.
I love you here, and the horizon hides you in vain. I love you here, and the horizon hides you in vain.
A Mu or stupid cold things. I still love you in these indifferent things.
Sometimes, my kisses are on these heavy boats. Sometimes my kisses are taken away by those heavy boats.
The tower crossing the sea didn't arrive. Across the ocean, there is no direction to stay.
I see myself forgotten like these old anchors. I see my own forgetfulness, like an anchor in ancient times.
When the wilderness was there in the afternoon, the dock became sad. When dusk stopped there, the dock was sad.
My life has become exhausted and hungry without a destination. My life has become tired and hungry for no reason.
I like what I don't have. So far, you. I like what I don't have. You are so far away.
The sadness of my love is accompanied by the slow twilight. My hatred is fighting against the slow dusk.
But night came and began to sing for me. But night came and began to sing to me.
The moon turns its clock dream. The moon turns its gear dream.
The biggest star looks at me with your eyes. The biggest star looks at me from your eyes.
When I love you, the pine tree in the wind when I love you, the pine tree in the wind.
Want to sing your name with their wire leaves. I want to sing your name with their silky leaves.