I will still abide by the original promise
Even if I go fishing
alone and watch the drama alone
Even if the dropped pipe
will no longer be picked up by you,
Even if the sea rises
, I will still build a wall for you and
stay here
Even if loneliness invades
, I will Diving to the bottom of the sea ,
every floor I descend , I
can unravel the dusty memories
until I hold you under the old tree in my arms
until the hut we shared hand in hand
Memories almost left me at the bottom of the sea
When I picked up the dusty wine glass
I
seem
to see you again in the distance
, even if I can't go down the Nai River hand in hand, I
can still add a glass of wine to you and clink glasses with you!
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