I carry a torch for you but don't fire the flame
The tip of your knee is so beautiful but I cannot live there
You are a garden, I am a storm
Your flowers will be destroyed here, don't Nalan
I am the taxi of the other side, the damned of your life
It cannot be Nalan
See that I am like a wound, like a wound in your heart Nalan
Let me go, I am a black angel in your life Nalan
I am like a wound, please shut the wound in your heart
Let me go, I am a black strain in your life Nalan
You live through the winter, I am an empty stove
Your feet will get cold here, don't fire the flame Nalan
Keep your voice down, please, or you'll be ashamed and grieved, don't Nalan