原始歌词 (English)
A Place Called Heaven
The stars write ancient stories
On a blue canvas called heaven.
Many of them have dissipated
But even its light comes down to us.
Two old lovers dance the timeless song
On the dance floor called heaven.
Sometimes they kiss for brief periods
But they never stop their harmonious dance.
The wind shepherds the peaceful clouds
Across a vast field called heaven.
Seasonally they produce rain, snow and hail
But its deposits are with no measures.
Three sisters show their bewitching beauty
On a walkway called heaven.
Although her beauty means admiration and power
It's totally unreachable to earthly mortals.