May Buddha let us meet

　　in my most beautiful hours,

　　I have prayed for it

　　for five hundred years.

　　Buddha made me a tree

　　by the path you may take,

　　In full blossoms I’m waiting in the sun

　　every flower carrying my previous hope.

　　As you are near, listen carefully

　　the quivering leaves are my waiting zeal,

　　As you pass by the tree

　　without noticing me,

　　My friend, upon the ground behind you

　　is not the fallen petals but my withered heart.

　　如何讓你遇見我

　　在我最美麗的時刻

　　為這

　　我已在佛前求了五百年

　　求佛讓我們結一段塵緣

　　佛於是把我化做一棵樹

　　長在你必經的路旁

　　陽光下

　　慎重地開滿了花

　　朵朵都是我前世的盼望

　　當你走近

　　請你細聽

　　那顫抖的葉

　　是我等待的熱情

　　而當你終於無視地走過

　　在你身後落了一地的

　　朋友啊

　　那不是花瓣

　　那是我凋零的心