Rose leaves, when the rose is dead, 玫瑰花，当它凋落之际， Are heaped for the beloved’s bed; 落红为其所爱铺设锦床； And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone, 恋你如斯，在你远去之时， Love itself shall slumber on. 爱情枕着思念渐入梦乡。