喜欢这光线,一个不冷的金黄灿烂的冬天,
地上的荒草燃着和煦的火焰,
静谧的树林也散发出光辉,
太阳的头顶,停泊着天使的翅膀,
它们的白色和黑暗的山峦一样平和。
连落叶都安静的没有踪影,
绵密的火焰,是否还有被季节的寒冷凝固的风,
可是分明能听见一种升腾于地面,穿过林间的夜的歌声,
是否那里还有一条蜿蜒的河流也流过这歌声,
因为这火焰是否也会燃及山上的积雪。
A river running through,
pebble burns,
fiddle over the roof,
flame sings,
in the colorful rhythm of light,
As simple as it gets,
as weird as it gets,
as fantansy as it gets.
as good as it gets.