The sun rises and the sun sets, goes deeper and deeper
On a small square table, there’s a dish of meat and a dish of vegetables
A silhouette is rushing and fussing about
A pair of hands makes this hour warm
Someone too young, he’s never satisfied
Stubbornly refuses to stop his far-marching steps
Eyes on the tall sky, feet on the long road
He forgets to look back to check if she’s crying
The moon is bright, the wind is soft
But you’ve come knocking at my window
If you hear this, don’t worry
I’m doing well
The moon is bright, the wind is soft
But have you ever come to my dream?
It must be that you came too carefully
‘cause you know I sleep lightly
(REPEAT ABOVE)
It must be that you came too carefully
in case I miss you again