Grasses are tall and flowers in bundles, the warm day locks the sleepy bird in.
The sky is lightly blue, and the loneliness is lying and displaying.
The spring is ending, no wish for staying.
Sad news into my chest walking.
Suddenly the sky falls and the clouds darkening.
My heart feel puzzled and numb, it lost in the Magic Land.
A desire drives me to sleep and seek, but in the dream the jade-green leaves sobbing.
Difficult to find the flower, unwillingly I woke up to the reality.
No reason to give up my memory, yet recalling the past brings the autumn chill in.
In the speechless silence down the tears rolling.
No more wish to see the spring back,
The spring is in my dream isle, where the swallow is staying.
* 1/神州，shen Zhou, the magic land, refers to china.
燕子，yan zi, swallow, is the symbol of spring in Chinese culture.
