最是那一低头的温柔,
The tenderness of the bowling at best
像一朵水莲花不胜凉风的娇羞,
like a lotus flower who is shy to face the cool wind.
道一声珍重,
Holding a cherish,
那一声珍重里有蜜甜的忧愁——
The cherish bears sweet sadness,
沙扬娜拉!
Bye!