Old photos, ancient letters and color faded Christmas cards. The song I wrote for you when we were young, you must have all forgotten. The promise we made is like the colorful bookmarks. Wonderful words like poems, at the end its all but smoke in the air. Water carried away the stories of time, changed two of us. That crying sentimental innocent youth
I recently got paid for translating this song, so here you go: (This is a song of nostalgia) Spring flowers bloom, autumn wind, and winter sunset. Melancholy youth, me as a youth who has been thinking ignorantly. 4-season windmill, it spins everyday in the song of reincarnation. In the poem of wind flower snow moon, I grow up year by year. Flowing water takes the story of time away, changing a person. Just in sadness, kindness, and waiting youth for the first time. Yellowed photographs, old letters, and faded Christmas card. I'm afraid that you've forgotten the song written for you when you were young. The past vows are like colourful bookmarks in the textbook How many beautiful poems are engraved, but after all it's a puff of smoke. The story of flowing water that takes away the time, changing two people. Just in sadness, kindness, and tearful youth for the first time. Long distance, yesterday dream, and far away laughter. Meeting again, how far have we gone? No longer familiar with the old days, I have the old fanatical dreams. Not the familiar you in the old days either, yet you still have such smile. The story of flowing water that takes away the time, changing us. Just in sadness, kindness, and nostalgic youth for the first time.
Long roads, old dreams and fading laughter Once again we meet, after all the road we have traveled. I no long the formulary myself with crazy dreams as I use to have. You are not what I remembered as you smiling still Water carried away the stories of time, changed all of us Memory of my sentimental innocent youth
cant quite understand. but i knew it is about a fading youth and life.
@eu1q5 Жыл бұрын
@@andylam73 看不懂英文
@andylam73 Жыл бұрын
@@eu1q5 it is ok. we are singing for our gone young days
@chenchenyong5141 Жыл бұрын
王雪晶 光阴的故事
@pangsam9825 жыл бұрын
光陰匆匆天真不再,珍惜光陰,活在當下
@user-bm7ht2kg6z Жыл бұрын
這首好好聽啊!
@user-yx5dq6ku2g9 ай бұрын
真的很好聽😊❤❤
@terry89014 жыл бұрын
STORY of time The flowers of spring, wind of autumn and the sunset of the winter. I was young, confused and I use to wonder. Windmill turning as the season changes and days passing by. While the beauty of the seasons pass. I grew older year after year. Water carried away the stories of time changed a person. My sentimental innocent youth
@wj010215 жыл бұрын
Till now, for more than 20 years, I STILL CANT MEMORIZE THE WHOLE SONG... I can memorize modern day songs easily like in 3~5 times of listening
@JamesWeinberg15 жыл бұрын
I like how the Chinese characters are highlighted as he sings, but someone should offer a translation here for non-speakers like me.
@Laohouzi10017 жыл бұрын
Thank you so much for post this song, it realy touches my memory.