I want you to know one thing

 You know how this is

If I look at the crystal moon

at the red branch of the slow autumn

at my window

 lf I touch near the fire the mpalpable ash,

 or the wrinkled body of the log

Evervthing carrie's me to you

 As if everything that exists

Aromas,light,medals,

Or little boats

that sail toward those isles of your

 that wait for me.

   爱情是奇迹，我就是爱情。