Don't Leave Me (11)

Dear : my precious light, and my dreams.

Whenever the wind calling me with my name,
From the north pole, it flew by the dreams,
And around a beautiful sunset just like lilies,
Expect me nothing, only a hope left in an emptiness of love,
Darling, don't leave me,
Would the trees waving without the wind ?
Should the music be heard without the sound ?
Even a little bird try to fly and finally fall down,
There is a lesson not to give up under the sun,
Things may be blur, but my hope still the same,
To seek for your forgiveness in a pure love.