The Crown

The crown turns and the rain returns to the old silk
Red and fierce, lonely and miserable
Clearly white, reversing the complex betrayal
Casually leaving the old grass behind

The more reluctant, the more uneasy
The deeper the love, the more indifferent
Love is a magnificent delusion
Too painful, why can't you endure
Memories climb up the vine
Will sigh with regret
Just let me carry the crown you gave me
Woo like an ancient sculpture living in a museum

The crown turns and the rain returns to the old silk
Red and fierce, lonely and miserable
Clearly white, reversing the complex betrayal
Casually leaving the old grass behind

Giving you the snow under the night
Giving you the long separation
Giving you the rich thoughts
A touch of beauty and a little charm

Woo dear love is a splendid defeat