like for you to be still:it is as through you are absentand you hear me from far away and my voice does not touch youIt seems as through your eyes had flown awayand it seems that a kiss had sealed your mouthas all things are filled with my soulyour emerge from the things, fill with my soulyou are like my soul, a butterfly of dreamsand you are like the word melancholyI like for you to be still, and you seem far awayIt sounds as though you are lamenting,a butterfly cooing like a doveAnd you hear me from far away,and my voice does not reach youLet me come to be still in your silenceAnd let me talk to you with your silenceThat is bright like a lamp, simple as a ringYou are like the night, with its stillness and constellationsYour silence is that of a star, as remount and candidI like for you to be still: it is as though you are absentdistant and dull of sorrow, as though you had diedOne word then, one smile, is enoughAnd I m happy, happy that’s not true【我喜欢你是静静的查看网站：[db:时间]】