
The night is getting late, Why is the light not blown of in the paper window,
Isn't that ; the whole night ; the candle you lit for me,
It's just one encounter, a dream at the red chamber,
My mountain and water ; all lost its colours ; just like bring washed by a heavy rain.
The scenery in my cup looks eerie, I forgot who I am,
My emotions is as cool as night water,
My hands is holding the cup of a butterfly ; flying alone ; I will not return till I am drunk.
Chorus:
I made a mistake in the flower field ; we agreed ; to forget all this before sunrise,
I made a mistake in the flower field ; A hug, became a torment,
I made a mistake in the flower field ; Making a mistake is as boring as infatuated with the beautiful but evanescent dream,
I made a mistake in the flower field ; please forgive me for my passionate disturbance.
Drunk ; why would i get drunk?
beauty ; beacause of your beauty,
A quick glance at love which is just a decoration.
Fly, look at the snow swirling,
However we can no longer find those,
Freshness that are covered by the white snow,
When time became the only criteria i need to have you,
I am drunk again,
The amber coloured moon,
Tears that have been frosted,
I'll remember these years.
Repeat chorus*
My mountain and water all lost it's colours,
Please forgive my passionate disturbance,
Isn't that the candle you lit for me for the whole night?
I made a mistake in the flower field,
Repeat chorus*
