A Blossoming tree
How to let you meet me
At my most beautiful moment
For this
I've prayed to Buddha for five hundred years
To be bestoned a relationship with you on this earth
So Buddha makes me a tree
Growing by the road you are bound to take
Blooming cautiously and flourishly under sunlight
Each blossom is an expectation of my previous life
When you approach, please listen
The trembling leaves are the passion of my waiting
But when at last you walk past
Unseeing what lies scattered on the ground behind you
Oh, my friend, it's not petals
But my withered heart
How to let you meet me
At my most beautiful moment
For this
I've prayed to Buddha for five hundred years
To be bestoned a relationship with you on this earth
So Buddha makes me a tree
Growing by the road you are bound to take
Blooming cautiously and flourishly under sunlight
Each blossom is an expectation of my previous life
When you approach, please listen
The trembling leaves are the passion of my waiting
But when at last you walk past
Unseeing what lies scattered on the ground behind you
Oh, my friend, it's not petals
But my withered heart
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火箭
