一分钟的前奏(A minute's Prelude)

    A minute, I always feel so long,
    Think of me and your chance;
    Less and less, as if by the end of life,
    We separate with each other,
    The world of two people, each other again.
    A minute, I"m drunk wine a few times,
    The evening of that day,
    I"m a night did not return, you want to:
    A minute,