摔碎的水珠，被风吹成了秘密

摔碎的水珠有自己的足迹，被风吹成了秘密 Every broken drop have their own story, the wind make them become secrets

伞下尽是摔碎的水珠

留下的影子

被风一点一点地擦除

最后好像从未存在过

但只有那看不见的空气

撞见了所有的秘密 ​​​

There are many broken drops under the umbrella

Leave a shadow on the ground

The wind take it away little ly little

In the end, it seems that they never existed

But only the invisible air

Encounter all the secrets