Tonight,
despair I want you to sit quietly in a corner,
want to know What are you doing,
want to know you did not think I;
want to know when you're staring into the distance, when,
your eyes are my figure,
; want to know when you walk into sweet dreams,
I dream of seeing an intersection waiting for you.
I like to sit here and think of you in silence.
though,
I do not know a man to think silently, br>
whether you can really feel.
If you often feel a sense of heart,
you know it because I think you silently in the distance?
quietly in the bottom of my heart calling you.
I really want a quiet night in which to call you.
Even though I know,
dark night can not be my voice travels very far.
but I always feel,
no matter how far, you must be able to hear .
to miss you so quietly,
in this dull night.
because I think of you,
the night seems nice and blue.
I think you,
want to ignite a light orange ,
wait quietly for your return with weariness;
want to pass your a cup of warm tea,
slowly disperse your tired face;
; want to use my soft delicate fingers,
gently smooth wrinkles around your eyes;
I want to whisper soft and sweet,
soothe your troubled mind restless.
then quietly watching you ... ...
I pray, I pray that moment of quiet, eternal.
I like to think you are,
so that my mind brings tears of pain and happiness with the sweet.
inadvertently,
I will silently wish your name, br>
like your shadow,
think you hearty laughter,
want to hug you walk in the rain,
want you to faint under Yuet Wah join dependency,
then slowly growing old together.
If you can,
; I would rather be a bird,
can fly over mountains and rivers,
stop trees in your window.
your window is a lonely old tree,
silence of the night sky bright moon is lonely.
but I'm never lonely,
away from you because I was so near,
I like your window a faint light, warm and serene,
; I can truly feel your breath.
but I do not tweet,
not disturb your peace and quiet.
I just gently comb your wind tangled wings,
put my weary heart.
then,
silently stand by your window,
you silently.
Perhaps I am waiting,
waiting for you to give me a miracle.
but I am a little scared,
afraid this is just a distant dream.
I know, I can not desire a lot,
I only wish I could have been so - you silently,
often,
so quietly, like a person,
fact a kind of happiness and expectation.
Buddha says: Looking back five hundred times, only in exchange for this life pass by.
ten thousand times I will use you for a Review met,
; then I like lotus heart,
in a distant corner of you silently.
out the window, moonlight,
my little house,
mind already accumulated.
a sip of the tea,
so faint as tassel-like diffuse Nocturne.
flying mood,
tonight, so I quietly think you .. . ...
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