The drain

Drain of sorrow,
filled with hope,
make a wish,
but things still remain as it is...

Gift of life,
pumped within me,
live a dream,
yet again drained I am in the end...

Blossom of cherry trees,
clouded the skies,
had lived the dream,
that I have desired...

still the drain it persists,
holding on to each of us,
waiting to drain what seems liked a stage,
when the candle burns out.

窗外

Outside the frame,
lies the bird of paradise,
resting on the branch,
a day of fighting it has been,
a life of flight it has gone through...

Swaying with the wind the tree is,
merging seamlessly with it,
weathered through the days of life,
a lifetime of loneliness it has been.

Ants crawling up the wrinkled face,
hearing the voice of the old one with every sway it made,
yet disinterested they seem,
alls but for a day's work,
what comes will go eventually it seems.

Outside the window we have all been,
seasons come and go it has always been,
I change when you change,
I live when you see,
for what lies beneath,
is but eternality it has always been.

季

秋季的飘雪，
不知觉地往远处的山谷而离去。

片片红叶浮着，
飞着，
落着，
遮盖了可知的蓝天。

要懂得自由呀，
要享受幸福呀，
短暂的生命里，
拥有你我亲切的友谊，
包满了无奈与寂寞，
当日的你我一去了何方？

难道，也许，又或者，
这正是世界的尽头了吧！

River between us...

Tears of heaven,
Tip of mountain,
Down the path of plains,
into the ocean...

Cross the antarctic,
to the pacific,
down Indonesia to straits of malacca,
it is there we meet....

you and me,
separated by the path,
the river between us,
so near are we,
yet our heart always have the river between...

river of joy,
hope,
sorrow,
and loneliness,
embracing you and me ever and always...

The river never tell a lie,
never say a word,
and never sound the same,
all it does is to flow liked it always does,
liked it always will,
yet only till the end of glacier,
the end of life,
will we be able to cross,

the river between!

昔日在何方？

川过了千山万水，
越过了茂密森林，
来到了此处，

一望过去，
一切以不像往日。。。

昔日的风光仿佛江水，
流入大海，
一去不回头。。。

带着那沉重的心情，
背着那无奈的泪光，
回想起昔日无畏的追求，
无奈，万分无奈。。。

来不及的明天。。。

片片落下的叶子，
有如时间般，
流失了再也寻不回，

遗失了的美好，
像似了满天的云朵，
抓不到却依然存在着，

心理盼望着的情人，
有如机遇，
可遇而不可求，

想做就去做，
想说就说，

谁说明天会来?

Coincidental

I am liked a cloud in your heart
coincidentally appearing in your mind

I am liked a shooting star crossing the sky
coincidentally becoming your wish

I am liked a leaf falling from the tree
coincidentally landing on your head

I am liked a stranger in front of you
coincidentally crossing your path,

pondering, wishing, hoping and desiring to stay with you...

Yet coincidental we met and coincidental we leave,
never staying close or breathing together,
for you and me are so similar but liked the parallel lines,
never meet...