2021.05.27.
Tears of the Rock
Ask this green moss rock, how old it is in lifetimeAsk how many peaks the wandering wind has crossed the sky
Ask late at night, when the yellow lights are low
Love is now full of tears
In the end, all that remains is one look at memory in the soul.
Back then, I was like a lost bird of the herd
Lonely wings fly on sunny afternoons
And with a dream the sky doesn't get thunderstorms
For the love more and more attached
And the days are the passions of poetry
Love has floated from its wings
Like a flower, fate pours honey for life
I cherish all the memories of the past
Do you remember anything? Honey!
The innocent blue color of the shirt in the good old days
Now submerged in the rain, when the rain drifts
Reread the old letter with loving repentance
Remember your lips and fresh eye color
The brook is our date in the new moon over the mountain
Chorus
Back then, I was like a lost bird of the herd
Lonely wings fly on sunny afternoons
And with a dream the sky doesn't get thunderstorms
For the love more and more attached
And the days are the passions of poetry
Love has floated from its wings
Like a flower, fate pours honey for life
I cherish all the memories of the past
Do you remember anything? Honey!
The innocent blue color of the shirt in the good old days
Now submerged in the rain, when the rain drifts
Reread the old letter with loving repentance
Remember your lips and fresh eye color
The brook is our date in the new moon over the mountain