歌词翻译 (English)
He loves him
He always holds a book and a bouquet
Everyday he punctually sits on a bench waiting for sunset
Without him, just foams in his eyes
The hoarse cry of a seagull expresses what he wants to say
But can't reach, no matter how stormy it is
And there won't be any answer of him
Rain is rattling
Cliff is collapsing
Sympathy is not to be worth a hair
Subjective hurling abuse
Deliberate thought murder
Everything except the human beings is lamenting for him
The soul is so elegant
That detained in heaven
No suffering, no punishment
The beacon on the shore
Beams down the bridge
It's exactly the bouquet
Know him, know him, know him
Solitary
With him, with him, with him
Not afraid
A book is left, opened by wind
It carries a picture of two faces
Thereon written are the date today and "He loves him"
Thereon written are the date today and "He loves him"