In the world of diversities, of rivers and trees, love’s the best fantasy.

Through peaks and valleys, through crests and troughs, you’ll see my vow will never vary.

How much tangling vines, how many awaited dawns, how much more prickly thorns?

Till I finally hold your hand so firm, so tight, we soar up and take flight.

万世沧桑唯有爱是永远的神话

潮起潮落始终不悔真爱的相约

几番若痛的纠缠多少黑夜掐扎

紧握双手让我和你再也不离分