The bird wishes it were a cloud. The cloud wishes it were a bird.,鸟儿愿为一朵云,云儿愿为一只鸟。
The night kisses the fading day whispering to his ear,“i am death,your mother.I am to give you fresh birth.”夜与落日接吻,轻轻的在他耳旁说道,“我是死,是你的母亲,我就要给你新的生命。
When I stand before thee at the days end thou shalt see my scars and know that I had wounds and also my healing.长日尽处,我来到你的面前,你将看见我的伤痕,你会知晓我曾受伤,也曾痊愈。