| If I were a snowflake, Drifting suavely in mid-air, I would recognize my direction --- Soaring, soaring, soaring --- The ground below holds my direction. Avert the cold lonely valleys, Evade the dreary mountains, Elude the melancholic streets --- Soaring, soaring, soaring --- My destiny it shall be! Dancing gracefully in mid-air, Perceiving the enchanting dwelling. Waiting for her arrival in the garden --- Soaring, soaring, soaring --- Sigh, her pleasant aroma fills the air! Quietly, my buoyant body floats, Landing on her with gentle care, Sensing her love and passion --- Fading, fading, fading --- I fade into the warmth of her heart |
爱摩 