Friday, October 2, 2015

A blooming tree

How to let you meet me
At my best time   For this
I already prayed for 500 years in front Buddha
Prayed that he can let us meet and fall in love

Buddha granted me to be a tree in this life
Grow at the path that you must pass by
The tree is blooming under the sun
Each flower is my wish in my past life

When you pass by and close to me   Please listen carefully
The quivering leaves are my exciting feelings
But eventually, when you passed by, carelessly
All flowers fell on the ground behind you
My friend   Those are not petals
But my wilted heart

一棵开花的树

如何让你遇见我
在我最美丽的时刻 为这
我已在佛前 求了五百年
求他让我们结一段尘缘

佛于是把我化作一棵树
长在你必经的路旁
阳光下慎重地开满了花
朵朵都是我前世的盼望

当你走近 请你细听
那颤抖的叶是我等待的热情
而当你终于无视地走过
在你身后落了一地的
朋友啊 那不是花瓣
是我凋零的心