A crescent moon, my loved one is waned and sallow
I raise a cup and drank in the frost
Who overturned the box of incarnations
Evoking arguments
A predestined formula of fate undergoes countless reincarnations
You frowned, crying for the love lost
Even if the animals of history had already dust
My love will not disappear
Grandeur is like three thousand waters flowing south
Yet I only choose a ladle of love to comprehend
Only long for your butterfly incarnation
Your hair is like snow, making our parting chillingly beautiful
Who’s moved by my (offerings of) incense?
Inviting the full moon to highlight my memories
Love becomes pure beneath the moonlight
Your hair is like snow, your tears are flying
Who had waned while I waited?
In the era of mortal intoxication
I’ll use my devotion to carve a tablet of love for you
Your hair is like snow, making our parting chillingly beautiful
Who’s moved by my (offerings of) incense?
Inviting the full moon to highlight my memories
Love becomes pure beneath the moonlight
Your hair is like snow, your tears are flying
Who had waned while I waited?
In the era of mortal intoxication
I’ll use my devotion to carve a tablet of love for you
La er la ~
The bronzed mirror reflects a picture of innocence and pigtails
Since you (coyly) requested, I’ll keep you company and drink with you in this life
Source: macdawn; Jay-Chou.net[edit]Last edit by Pikachu665 on Saturday 03 Jan, 2009 at 08:35 +4.4%[/edit]
