| Raindrops are dropping, moonlight is lighting up, becoming meaning, falling in the palm of my hand Too far to reach, to deconstruct your heart, to tear down a table of unexplainable mysteries it is on my face (and it......) it is on my set (and it......) it is on my head (and it......) it is on my way I rearrange it and then comprehend (joining the Fauvist world, courageously sticking on my symbol) Loved, hated and what else - thought, did, it’s all different Looked, listened more, there's a symbol to my name (it resounds throughout my head) you're standing in front of me and taking my picture turning around shyly hiding standing silence shadows our eyes floating through the sky The dream world resolves experiences, use wine to resolve the need to forget Traveling resolves excess energy, how should you resolve this? |
雨滴在滴 月亮在亮 形成意義 落在掌心 |