In silence I keep burning your fire
Although I often bend but return upright
In motion I was blown away by your wind.
Even though all the memories are stained, I still call your name there.
In the evening I follow your river
Even though my candlelight flicker is so small
Get lost in the dark forest and fall
But your life's water still cleans me.
In the trick of the sun I keep bowing to the earth
Even though I decorated this head with dirt
But the dust fell on me.
I'm out of shape.
I'm the guest who lost the door.
But my God...
I will not let go of my heart
Because it's the palace of your love