On the Road… (You and I…)
On the road…
Your opportunities and challenges coexist in life,
On the road…
Your hopes and confusion run parallel in life,
On the road…
Many missed opportunities, too much loss, much understanding, much learned,
Still standing tall and walking alone,
Unknowing who is who, who belongs to whom,
Yearning for freedom, seeking self; chasing the past, anticipating the future. Don't worry that there will be no bosom friends ahead, who in the world doesn't know you,
The clouds roll and unfold in the distance, flowers bloom and fall in the courtyard, I don't know how many times I've experienced the seasons,
People from afar wave to you, I come to you. Please believe, I am on the road…
In front of Potala Palace, at the foot of Gangrin Mountain, sincere exchange. When will you stop?
I come in the late spring breeze, carrying autumn leaves with me. You ride on the wind and return, arrive in the snow and frost. We are in eternal cycles, and will never meet again,
On the road…
Hearing rumors of flowers blooming on the roadside, will you return slowly? Autumn is better than spring, we are in different eras, but will never meet,
Unthinking, not deeply pondering, doing as I wish. This is the end!
On the road…
