Ba ShuThe earth, a Bei is cool. However, the earth has feeling without the lover, each is touchedChinathe story is performed in the land of abundance. Face what cannot defyCatastrophic, we are about to cry without the tear; Face liberation army soldier and cure to protect the form of personnel exhaustion, we kept sensation tear. And in facing disasterThe child, those return future to must be reached blossom already blasted flower, our heart is in drip blood. Do not cry the child, I know you are very good; Do not cry the child, let me ignite the candle for you, enlighten the way that you leave. " do not cry, the child "
O, my Babe, please Don'tCry,
O, my, it Is Just Flying Away, you Hear?
Let' Me Sing You, once Again, a Lullaby,
Did not cry the child, do not cry the child,
Your soul still is done not have far go,
Let me sing a song for you! Do you want to listen.
O, no Cry, my Dearest,
Brightest, The Shortest, in The Night
It's Fading Away In The Seconds When Beautiful, die
Dropped Alike, tears In Your Face, was I,
Do not cry the person that I love most
Tonight I blossom like broad-leaved epiphyllum
In the most beautiful one a very short time that wither and fall
Your tear also is pulled do not answer ground wither
O, please Don't Cry,
I Know, this Is A Sleep Has No Mornings
But When You See The Stars Smile In The Sky
When You See The Brightest, that Was I...
Do not cry the person that I love most
Knowable I will not wake again
Blink in the most beautiful night sky
My eye is the most ablaze starlight
O, please Remember, I Say In Pride,
I Have Been Here, on This Land, once A While,
But Don't Tell Me What Is Mortality, n' Forever,
The Beautiful, in The Shortest Moment, sadly Die
Whether to remember me saying haughtily
I once had come to this world
Do not tell me what eternity is
I am destroyed in the brightest instant
I Don't Wanna Know 'mature' , it Ends When It Starts
Please Don't Cry, n No Cry, the Weariness And Sufferings,
Never, and Forever, sleep In The Holy Light,
Peaceful And Quite In This Holy Night.
Do not tell me what maturity is
I end in inchoate instant
Do not cry the child this world is too tired too bitter,
