Why wait after seeing me off? On the other side of the door is the vast sky. Vast fields, one person.
What's the point of waiting after seeing you off?
On the other side of the door is the vast sky.
Vast land, one person
The river changes direction, the alluvial plain
Tomorrow is very different from yesterday
Life is like a storm, we are the flying dust
But feet have stepped on this land
Lungs carry atmosphere, eyes full of stars
Wide rivers and high mountains
Far apart, but dreams come close
Footprints litter the road
My heart can filter your silent steps.