Faye Wong - Flower Of Paradise | Текст песни

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• Faye Wong
• Flower Of Paradise

What was seen, has been erased [literally: has been extinguished]
What has disappeared, has been remembered
I am standing by the ends of the earth,
listening for Spring to come [literally: listening to the soil to sprout]

Waiting for the flowers to bloom,
its fragrance lingering for the years to come
There is no lighthouse by the shore,
but I still look faraway into the distance

Night falls,
I've grown old [literally: my hair has turned white]
Tightly holding onto my torch
He comes for me,
I tell myself,
I'm not afraid, I love him very much