No Turning Back (交換餘生)

The lonely cat listening to the rain saw me through the cracks of time.

Some other versions of me beyond the thunder and lightning.

After the clouds have settled.

Jumping into a parallel universe.

Those versions of me, you and I traveling together.

Memories confusingly traversing and falling.

Exchanging the rest of life, whether I am me or someone else, the suffering and joy.

After a cloudy day, there will always be a sunny sky to bring back life.

If we have gone through twists and turns, the ending remains unchanged.

Then we can count it as being guilt-free about this parting and reunion.

The anchor that locates the heart's ocean makes time freeze like slow motion.

You said fate is cruel, but thankfully, I am here.

If there is no future.

If the parallel universe goes out of control.

Those different lives of me.

How did I cry in what way?

Exchanging the rest of life, whether I am me or someone else, the suffering and joy.

After a cloudy day, there will always be a sunny sky to bring back life.

If we have gone through twists and turns, the ending remains unchanged.

Then we can count it as being guilt-free about this parting and reunion.

Clouds wait for the wind, people wait for dreams, what is love waiting for in the passage of time?

Unable to remember, unable to recognize who is blushing in the tear-filled eyes.

Waiting for you to speak, waiting for me to say, waiting is a universe in itself.

The sun rises and the moon sets, true love exchanges for loneliness.

Exchanging the rest of life, perhaps forgetting which dream it was.

At that time, which number parallel universe were we in?

Because our palms are tightly clasped, memories can be tightly held too.

There's no fear of the wormhole ahead, love is the antique of time.