Lyric

Are you really leaving, tomorrow? Then I, then I

You don't have to worry about it, that day will come sooner or later;

If you want to remember me, remember me

Otherwise, forget that I exist in this world as soon as possible. ​

You are my teacher, my love, my benefactor

You taught me what life is, what love is;

You woke me up from my coma, and repaid my innocence

Without you, how would I know that the sky is high and the grass is green? ​

Love, let me die in this quiet garden

With my eyes closed, on your chest, how beautiful!

The sound of the wind on the poplar tree above my head, rustling

It is my funeral song, this breeze. ​

Touch my heart, it's beating so fast now;

Touch my face again, it's so burnt, luckily it's dark and you can't see it;

Love, I can't breathe, don't kiss me;

I can't stand this fiery life, my soul at this time.​

You said hell might be more civilized than this world

A delicate flower like me may not be able to avoid storms

When I called you, you couldn't hear clearly

That was not seeking liberation but falling into a mud pit. ​

You can't forget me, love, except in your heart

I have no life; yes, I listen to you, I wait

I have to wait patiently even if the iron tree blooms;

Love, you will always be a star above my head. ​