Sad, play my favorite guitar, sing your songs I wrote, but it can not represent the time, and I do not know can not represent my love.
With the elongation of time feeling slowly, but fate but not with day forward extension. The events of the past our story dressed exceptionally beautiful, but the story more vivid, more sad memories. I am a dreamy boy, through love and don't love journey tired, bitter, now is your lonely throw in the desert. The long road, I find someone to come along? The old house, to find my love?
Don't forget me, don't forget that you have been in a tight pair of arms. All not old appearance to love, let love streams flowing from here forever; all the youth without resentment to the dream, let the dream aura from the desert to the coast -- hanging in the faint dream, and you listen to the blue; in the quiet Yi window, and then you drink a cup of sorrow. How I hope time can stay, will solidify memories, our sweet days forever, beautiful age has quietly fall, not rise. But only stared at you, slowly out of my mind. Are you looking at me?
We have been holding a sun, a total of Mu rain the night; we have to drink a cup of bitter, with a bay...... With these even no chance for your whole life, is enough to let me finish every long rainy season. Mute silence of the throat may not be not to sing; discrete mess may not be written on a bleak.
Forget me not, each dawn you is I hope you note in the morning.
Forget me not, every evening I have is you say my evening.
Drunk, just know wine concentrated; loved, re informed. When you figure disappear in my dry eyes, finally understand, you take is; deep regret, leaving it in my life the most beautiful scenery, the goods are not.
Sad, I don't want to cry......