I want to walk on the gloomy path in the dusk;

In the orange heaven shadow; 

The time turns tender;

I wish to wander in the soft night with your company; 

Looking at my hair and your silhouette;  

Tenderly twist together;

I want to dim in the deepest forest with your company; 

Building a warm wooden cabin;

Silently, I write poem;

Leisurely，you pour tea;

I want to lie in your arm;

Listening to your laughter; 

Let me figure out every answer of your sentences;

I want to hold your face;

Cautiously, I count every wrinkle on your face;

Every silver hair;

Together, we walk toward the endless distance;

Accompany with our peaceful souls; 

We hold the ferryboat of time;

Until the last second of life;