I've seen my dear
我已见过我亲爱的人
I know him
我认识他
He's been here
他一直在这里
Can't you feel his atmosphere
你感觉不到他的气息么
Can't you tell
你分辨不出么
Can't you see
你看不见
How I'm wearing his feel
我对他的感觉么
His wind blows through me
看不到我因他的气息而疯狂么
I have written his name
我已把他的名字写在
In the window of saints
圣徒的窗户上
Can't you see his colours
你看不到他身上
That I paint
我画上去的色彩么
I've seen my dear
我已见过我的爱人
Even if not every year
即使不是每年都见
Still he's the gate in here
但他依旧守在这里的大门处
