在寒冷安静的早晨
我躺在床上盯着大脑深处的眼睛
是谁住在天光的对面
让我无辜地夹在中间

我不知道他们为什么在那里等我
让我感到如此温暖和熟悉
我想知道他们会是谁的眼睛
静静地、生动地呆在那里

没人知道他们会说什么
除了那独特、敏感、专横的灵魂
它们正传递神秘的信号
让我开始远离机械的生活

The Eyes

In the cold quiet morning, I stay in bed,
Staring at the eyes in the deep brain
Who's residing opposite the sky's light
Left me innocently stuck in-between
I wonder why they are there for me
Making me feel so warm and so familiar
I wondered whose eyes they might be
Stay selves quietly and vividly over there

No one knows what they're going to tell
Except for the unique sensitive masterful soul
They are exactly the mystery incoming signal
Starting a life running afar off mechanical