Hai Cheng
THE 8 (Seventeen)
Ocean City
The ocean becomes a mirror in the starry sky
Irregular fluctuations
Casually drifting with the wind
Dreams are just dreams
Sleeping too deeply
Drifting for too long
Seems like there's no end
On the day when winter arrives
Surrounded by smiling faces
I wish to become a ray of light
Just to pass by their faces
When flowers have expressions
The sky is as clear as their eyes
Those contours reflect the guidance of the world
In my mind
Non-stop
Listening to the waves talking in between illnesses
Whispering gently in my ears
Sometimes too careless
Sometimes too cautious
Afraid the dream will be interrupted
Take me to find her, the one for me
No matter how much is not said, it's under my feet
Today, the sun and moon rise together
By the city, the sea already embraces, waiting for the dialogue
Take me to find her, the one for me
With smiles, tears, and breath
That eternal contract, the preserved solitary island
No matter who warns
I won't listen
I wish to become a tall wall
Building a barrier against the sea
The ocean drags the setting sun
Becoming illuminated in the night
Those contours reflect its guidance
In the depths of my heart
Non-stop