All turns to art in the artist39s hand—Do you believe you have a soul—Anything you got I got tooWhat enthrals us today may simply have no hold tomorrow
Now sleeps the crimson petal now the whiteNor waves the cypress in the palace walkNor winks the gold fin in the porphyry fontThe firefly wakens waken thou with me绛红的花瓣睡了雪白的同眠去御道边丝柏不再婆娑摇摆花岗岩池中不再波光粼粼萤火虫醒来唤醒了我和你