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 qiu tian de  diao ling zai man tian luo ye li mian
 fan huang shi jie yi dian yi dian  feng er jian yuan
 dong tian de  bai se le ni wo de qing ren jie
 xiao shi bu jian  de sui pian
 
 Rap:
 fan kai chen feng de  pian
 xiang qi he ni kan guo de  xie lao jiu mo pian
 lao ren yu hai de  jie
 hua mian  ni que yi xi zai fu xian
 ran er di qiu ling  bian
 fei  dai zou le wo de si nian he
 yi ge ren de hai 
 hai chao xun huan  bu bian
  dang de shi jie
 wo men zhi jian hu  shao le xie
  ren mo mo chou zhe yan
 he wo yi  shi mian
 zhi  cheng xian
 deng  ye shi yi zhong xin nian
 
 nu: hai de ai  shen shi jian tai qian
 ai ni de xin zen neng  qian
 lao ren de xian jin qian ai de xin 
 sui  de fan jian xing jian yuan
 
 qiu tian de ye diao ling zai man tian  ye li mian
 fan huang  jie yi dian yi dian sui feng er jian yuan
 dong tian de xue bai se le ni wo de qing ren 
 xiao shi bu jian  de sui pian
 
 Rap:
 pu man hui chen  yue zhang di er ye
 fang zai na li  jiu dou mei lian
 jing  xie xia shi pian
 deng dai cong da hai de ling yi 
 que bei bian  you know
 ai suo wei  de sheng ming xian
 zai feng  zhong yao ye
 wo  ran jian shou zhe yi qie
 lao  ta mo mo qian zhe xian
  wo yi qi geng yue
 ye xu  tian
 ye  hen yuan hen yuan
 
 nu: hai de  tai shen shi jian tai qian
 ai  de xin zen neng ge qian
  ren de xian jin qian ai de xin nian
 sui yue  fan jian xing jian yuan
 
 dong ji zhong jie chun bai  hou xiao shi de na tian
 ai de  yan yi dian yi dian que zou xiang chang mian
 ning  qian ye lao ren shou hou zhe ta de xin yuan
 hai de dui mian ni wo  ge shi jie
 
 ♥♥♥
 
 秋天的夜凋零在漫天落叶里面
 泛黄世界一点一点随风而渐远
 冬天的雪白色了你我的情人节
 消失不见 爱的碎片
 Rap:
 翻开尘封的相片
 想起和你看过 的那些老旧默片
 老人与海的情节
 画面中你却依稀 在浮现
 然而地球另一边
 飞机带走了我的思念 呵
 一个人的海边
 海潮循环仍不变
 空荡的世界
 我 们之间呼吸少了一些
 老人默默抽 着烟
 和我一起 失眠
 直觉呈现
 等待也是种信念
 
 女:海的爱太深 时间太浅
 爱你的心 怎能搁浅
 老人的线紧牵 爱的信念
 岁月的帆 渐行渐远
 
 秋天的夜凋零在漫天落叶里面
 泛黄世界一点一点随风而渐远
 冬天的雪白色了你我的情人节
 消失不见 爱的碎片
 
 Rap:
 铺满灰尘的乐章第二页
 放在那里好久都没练
 静静写下诗篇
 等待从大海的另一边
 却被季风变线 you know
 爱所维系的生命线
 在风浪中摇曳
 我依然坚守这一切
 老人他默默牵 着线
 和我一起 哽咽
 也许明天
 也许很远很远
 
 女:海的爱太深 时间太浅
 爱你的心 怎能搁浅
 老人的线紧牵 爱的信念
 岁月的帆 渐行渐远
 
 冬季终结纯白最后消失的那天
 爱的诺言一点一点却走向长眠
 宁静前夜老人守候着他的心愿
 海的对面 你我两个世界
 
 ♥♥♥
 
 The autumn night is  by falling leaves scattered all over the sky.
 Moieties  the aged world are drifting ever further away with the wind.
 The blazing whiteness  winter overshadowed our Valentine's Day.
 Disappearing are the shattered fragments  love.
 
 Rap:
 Flipping  the dust-sealed photographs,
  thought of the old silent films that we used to watch,
 The plot of the Old Man and  Sea.
 Out of the pictures, you seem to be 
 However, at the other  of the Earth,
 The  carried my yearnings.
 At a  beach,
 The tides cycle but do  change.
 In an empty 
 The times  we could be together has decreased.
 [Literally: The times  we would breathe together has decreased.]
  Old Man smokes silently,
 Being  with me.
 Instinctively, it is 
 That waiting  also a form of trust.
 
 The love of the sea is too deep, and the  too shallow.
  can the heart that loves you be turned away?
 The Old Man holds the line as tightly as the trust  love.
 The sails, representative of the years, gets  as it travels.
 
 The autumn night is marked by falling leaves scattered  over the sky.
 Moieties  the aged world are drifting ever further away with the wind.
 The blazing whiteness  winter overshadowed our Valentine's Day.
 Disappearing  the shattered fragments of love.
 
 Rap:
 The second  of the dust-filled score,
 Has lain there for  long time without being practised on.
 Silently, writing down  poems,
 Waiting for the other  of the great sea.
 But the trade winds changed the tug of the lines, you 
 The livelines sustained  love.
 Shaking in the  and waves,
 I insisting on guarding  these.
 The Old Man, he guides the  silently,
 And swallows the sobs  me.
 Perhaps tomorrow,
 Perhaps it is  very far away.
 
 The love of the sea is too deep, and the  too shallow.
 How can  heart that loves you be turned away?
 The Old  holds the line as tightly as the trust of love.
 The sails,  of the years, gets further as it travels.
 
 On the last  of winter, when the blazzing white vanishes,
  promises of love are, however, little by little, marching towards a long slumber.
 The night before the silence, the Old Man  his wishes.
 Across the ocean, we are separated by two