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 qiu tian de ye diao ling zai man tian luo  li mian
 fan huang shi jie yi  yi dian sui feng er jian yuan
 dong tian de xue bai se le  wo de qing ren jie
 xiao shi bu jian ai  sui pian
 
 Rap:
 fan kai chen feng de  pian
 xiang qi he ni kan guo de na xie lao  mo pian
 lao  yu hai de qing jie
 hua mian zhong ni que  xi zai fu xian
 ran er di qiu  yi bian
 fei ji dai zou le wo de  nian he
 yi  ren de hai bian
 hai  xun huan ren bu bian
 kong  de shi jie
 wo men zhi  hu xi shao le xie
 lao ren  mo chou zhe yan
 he  yi qi shi mian
 zhi jue  xian
  dai ye shi yi zhong xin nian
 
 nu: hai de ai tai shen  jian tai qian
 ai ni de xin zen neng  qian
 lao ren de  jin qian ai de xin nian
 sui yue de fan jian  jian yuan
 
 qiu tian de ye diao ling zai man  luo ye li mian
 fan huang shi jie yi dian yi dian sui  er jian yuan
 dong tian de xue bai se le ni wo de  ren jie
 xiao shi  jian ai de sui pian
 
 Rap:
 pu man hui chen  yue zhang di er ye
 fang zai  li hao jiu dou mei lian
 jing  xie xia shi pian
 deng  cong da hai de ling yi bian
 que bei bian xian  know
 ai suo wei  de sheng ming xian
 zai  lang zhong yao ye
 wo yi ran  shou zhe yi qie
 lao ren ta  mo qian zhe xian
 he wo yi qi geng 
 ye xu ming 
 ye xu hen yuan hen 
 
 nu: hai de  tai shen shi jian tai qian
 ai ni  xin zen neng ge qian
 lao ren de xian jin qian ai de  nian
 sui yue de fan jian  jian yuan
 
 dong ji zhong jie  bai zui hou xiao shi de na tian
 ai de nuo yan yi dian yi dian que zou  chang mian
 ning jing qian ye lao ren shou hou zhe  de xin yuan
  de dui mian ni wo liang 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 marked by  leaves scattered all over the sky.
 Moieties of the aged world are drifting ever  away with the wind.
 The blazing whiteness of winter overshadowed  Valentine's Day.
 Disappearing are the shattered fragments  love.
 
 Rap:
 Flipping through the  photographs,
 I thought of  old silent films that we used to watch,
 The plot of the Old Man and  Sea.
 Out of the pictures, you seem to  emerging.
 However, at the other end  the Earth,
 The aeroplane carried my 
 At a lonely 
 The tides cycle  do not change.
  an empty world,
 The times when we  be together has decreased.
 [Literally: The times when  would breathe together has decreased.]
 The  Man smokes silently,
 Being insomniac  me.
 Instinctively, it is 
 That waiting is also a form of 
 
 The love of the sea is  deep, and the time, too shallow.
 How can the heart  loves you be turned away?
 The Old Man holds the line as tightly as the  of love.
 The sails, representative of the years, gets further as  travels.
 
 The autumn night  marked by falling leaves scattered all over the sky.
 Moieties of the aged world are drifting ever further  with the wind.
  blazing whiteness of winter overshadowed our Valentine's Day.
 Disappearing are the shattered fragments  love.
 
 Rap:
 The second page  the dust-filled score,
 Has lain there for a  time without being practised on.
 Silently, writing  the poems,
 Waiting for the other side  the great sea.
 But the trade  changed the tug of the lines, you know,
 The livelines sustained by 
 Shaking in the wind and 
 I insisting on guarding all 
 The Old  he guides the line silently,
 And swallows the  with me.
 Perhaps tomorrow,
 Perhaps it is very, very  away.
 
 The love of the sea is too deep, and  time, too shallow.
  can the heart that loves you be turned away?
 The Old Man holds the line  tightly as the trust of love.
 The sails, representative of the years, gets further  it travels.
 
 On  last day of winter, when the blazzing white vanishes,
 The promises of love are, however, little by little, marching towards  long slumber.
  night before the silence, the Old Man guards his wishes.
 Across the  we are separated by two worlds.