Lyrics of the song:
Trembling lips are a subtle hint, your eyes hide secrets, I hide in the dark to talk heart-to-heart, why are we at a deadlock? Knowing you didn’t mean to isolate yourself with coldness, The warmth of love you fear, so you won’t let me near, The unfamiliar melody, perfect and tangible, All words lose their meaning, Absurd analysis gets no response, just listen quietly, Forgive yourself at midnight, in the cold mist, Every word, every sentence, unavoidable, Like a lost child gasping for breath, Should we continue? Knowing you didn’t mean to isolate yourself with indifference, The warmth of love you fear, so you won’t let me near, The unfamiliar melody, perfect and tangible, All words lose their meaning, Absurd analysis gets no response, just listen quietly, Forgive yourself, forgive yourself…*
After the song ended, Ye Ye hung up, the singer’s deep, magnetic voice evoking a chaotic heartache, as if touching the depths of her emotions… Ye Ye sniffed, suddenly feeling a bit sad, and hugged Dean’s neck, burying her face in his neck, saying in Chinese, “You’re so handsome, even more than the five in my family, but why are you married? Let this song be ours… After tonight… don’t forget me, I won’t forget meeting someone as perfect as you after losing my first love… If we really meet again, I’ll give myself to you… as a tribute to fate… Luckily… you don’t understand…” Dean’s gaze, filled with complex emotions, went past Ye Ye to the crowd in the distant dance floor, his arms around the girl on his lap. He didn’t tell her he not only understood Chinese but could speak it as well…
[From Paris to Rome: Eight, Just Holding Like This]
