67 you always stand alone

You always stand alone beyond the
stream of my songs.
The waves of my tunes wash your feet
but I know not how to reach them.
This play of mine with you is a plas
from afar.
It is the pain of separation that melts
into melody through my flute.
I wait for the time when your boat
crosses over to my shore and you take my
flute into your own hands.

你总是，在我歌声的溪流之外轮轮
独立。
我荡涨的歌声沾湿你的双足，你的双
足却让我无法企及。
我和你玩着这场游戏，你我之间却隔
着迢遥的距离。
是分离的痛苦熔成旋律，注满了我的
长笛。
我等待着那个时刻，等你的小船渡过
水面，来到我的岸边，等你用双手，将我
的长笛拿起。