124, if

if your smile
as the limpid lake in my hometown
i would like to give you my songs
they are is more precious than diamonds

if your voice
as the sunshine in my hometown
i would like to give you my dreams
they are is more beautiful than lover's poems

the lake attracts the thirsty person day and night
i trudged the rivers in the world
only to be a drunkard
in the whirlpool of your smile
nothing is regretful even drowned

the sun is reflected in the apples of your eyes
i have experienced 10,000 nights
only to grope a bright thinking
in the sound waves of your voice
to tie my heart