You Are Not My Memory
The memory is a grove
filled with blooming green
The sunset glow
scatters tender red
Complimenting each other’s beauty,
the colors dance,
piercing my eyes
Is there one leaf inlaid by yearning
that whispers"I love you"?
I'm still searching for the glorious melody
that holds you,
but strange voices keep buzzing
the whisper I seek
I can't find your trace
You are not my memory
You can't possess my yearning
你不是我的回忆
回忆是片小树林
映出层层叠叠的浓绿
山边寂寞的晚霞
洒落寂寞的红英
红红绿绿
刺痛眼睛
有没有一片镶着怀念的树叶诉说着你
我寻找着怀念你的华丽旋律
耳边却嗡嗡响个不停
那是来自回忆琐碎的私语
我找不到你的踪迹
你不是我的回忆
我不能怀念你