A Blooming Tree
一颗开花的树
May Buddha let us meet in my most beautiful hours,
如何让你遇见我，在我最美丽的时刻，
I have prayed for it for five hundred years.
为这我已在佛前求了五百年。
Buddha made me a tree,
佛于是把我化做一棵树。
By the path you may take.
长在你必经的路旁。
In full blossoms I'm waiting in the sun,
阳光下慎重地开满了花，
Every flower carrying my previous hope.
朵朵都是我前世的盼望。
As you are near,
当你走近，
Listen carefully,
请你细听，
The quivering leaves are my waiting zeal,
颤抖的叶是我等待的热情，
As you pass by the tree without noticing me.
而你终于无视地走过。
My friend,
朋友啊，
Upon the ground behind you,
在你身后落了一地的，
Is not the fallen petals
那不是花瓣
But my withered heart.
是我调零的心。
