嘿,我的Lee Teuk。
在耳边缭绕的一直都是你唱的那首《She》。
he may be the face I can't forget。
a trace of pleasure I regret。
may be my treasure or the price I have to pay 。
he may be the song that Summer sings。
may be the chill that autumn brings 。
my be a hundred different things。
within the measure of the day。
he may be the beauty or the beast。
may be the famine or the feast。
may turn each day into heaven or a hell。
he may be the mirror of my dream。
a smile reflected in a stream。
he may not be what he may seem
inside his hell。
he who always seems so happy 'n proud 。
who's eyes can be so private and so proud。
no one's allowed to see them when they cry。
he may be the love that can and hope to last。
may come to me from shadows of the past。
that I remember till the day I die。
he may be the reason I survive 。
the why and wherefor I'm alive 。
the one I'll care for through the rough and rainy years 。
me I'll take his laughter and his tears 。
and make them all my souvenirs。
for where she goes I got to be 。
the meaning of my life is 。
