飞鸟 by 任贤齐
Hear the flying bird tell you through Winter
In Winter there are no leaves to fall
And the snowy land is very lonely
Hear the flying bird tell you at sea
There is no storm at sea
The waves are very lonely
Hear the flying bird tell you in a dream
A dream without colours
Is a very lonely dream
A meteor in the pupil of an eye
Extremely tender
I am the fire in outer space
Following you die and fall
The blue ocean burns and becomes wine
To burn my chest
My mouth is worried
Forget my song
Forget me
There is no free freedom
No one waits on me
Life is too hurried
Too lonely
Also could've been,
been very happy
A meteor in the pupil of an eye
I hope it pierces me
In the blink of an eye a tender fire starts
Following you die and fall
The blue ocean burns and becomes wine
To burn my chest
My mouth is worried
Forget my song
Forget me
There is no free freedom
No one waits on me
Because after sundown
It turns into the most beautiful
Most beautiful wound
(Translated by Laura D)
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