It is said the eyes of youth, very bright
But I saw her eyes full of mist, like
There is a soul in this fascinating mist, floating around
Winding on the green hills, hide and seek surrounded
The fascinating mist in these eyes, like leaving me for a long time
Heartbeat, like the early spring with a little winter's cold rhyme
Makes a romantic breath, leaking a little bit of love and sad
The fascinating mist in these eyes seem like had
Passed through a hundred years of vicissitudes, soaked
By "Mysterious forest" of Chopin's music and perfect
The fog of giant trees infused into her blue eyes
Make her eyes full of sky water, slightly blinking eyes
Unsettled waiting for the dawn’s coming, inadvertently, silently
Falling on garden roses, the fountain water jumps delightfully