让生丽若夏花而死美如秋叶
Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves
诗人之风，越过海洋和森林，去探索他自己的声音
The pote wind is out over the sea and the forest to seek his own voice
我的心，静听世界的低声细语吧，它以此向你求爱
Listen, my heart, to the whispers of the world with which it makes love to you
