Silent quiet song
Not afraid of the dark night night black,
dark enough to accommodate your irritability and sorrow.
But just so strange black,
and convoluted with your desires and expectations.
Not see but refused to look into,
a cloud in the sky but the evening‘s fading color clothes.
Hide hidden in the hills of the first,
no one knows how it overshadow the stars.
Some people say:
the night to the static is inside me, however,
rely on the quiet difficult to chime in with a heart rhythm.
Then, in the blossoming Begonia,
listen to a song to suit the insects you‘re lonely!
Some people say:
dawn are the stars of the eyes,
but this silent quiet singing out of the heart.
So, let loose from the cloud,
bleaching and obtrusive scenery to finishing your eyes!
Listen, listen to the stars seem faster, singing:
“the cloud, please hurry up and go!
Poor man, from dusk till dawn. “
Everyone knows that the head has been shining with a star.
静夜幽歌
千万不要因为夜的深而害怕夜的黑，
黑夜足以容纳你的烦躁与忧愁。
然而偏偏是这等奇特的黑，
又缠绵着你的渴望与期待。
千万不要因为看不清而拒绝凝望，
夜空中一朵浮云褪却黄昏的衣彩。
躲隐在山峦的后头，
无人知晓多少被它遮没的星星。
有人说：
黑夜给的静是藏在心底的寂寞，
然而靠安静难以附和一颗心的旋律。
那么，于海棠绽放的时候，
听取一片虫鸣声来迁就你的寂寞吧！
有人说：
黎明前的星星是每个人心中的眼眸，
但是这静夜幽歌唱出了一颗心的色彩。
那么，让从云间散落的光，
漂白拦路的风景来装帧你的眼眸吧！
听，快听，星星仿佛在唱：“
云儿，求求你赶快散吧！
可怜这个人，从黄昏待到天明。”
殊不知心的那头早已闪烁着一颗星星。
