青云翻译

Still used to the feeling of being loved, and perhaps one day in the hustle and bustle of the city, you and I pass, I will stopped and gazed away in the back that is to tell yourself, that person I ever loved.

Still used is the feeling of love, maybe one day in the noisy city, you walked past me, I will stop, staring at the man who is far to go back to tell, that person. I have loved.

Still is familiar with the feeling which loves, perhaps some day in will clamor in the city, your I brushed past, I will be able to anchor the footsteps, will stare at that the back which will go far away to tell oneself, that person. I have loved.

accustomed to being still love feeling, perhaps one of the days in the cities of the hubbub, you and I let him go, I will be stopped, and gazed at that are far away, then the individual silhouette told herself. I used to love.

Still used is the feeling of love, maybe one day in the noisy city, you walked past me, I will stop, staring at the man who is far to go back to tell, that person. I have loved.