雷鸣闪电,制止不了我歌唱火鸟的羽翼,卷起一股旋风。一种特质的声音,悄悄地进入了我的领地。一颗发光的球体,旋转,燃烧。一片辉煌,折射出水的光泽。摇曳的水草,头,浮出水面,触摸天空的蓝。根,抓牢海藻拂过的珊瑚。狡黠的礁石,在潮汐的退隐中露出狰狞的面容。它们伪装的腹语,随之破碎。一只海鸟,引吭高歌———这不是梦境,这是真实世界对自由的呼唤。 Thunderstorm lightning, can not stop my singing flamingo wings, rolled up a whirlwind. A characteristic voice, quietly into my territory. A glowing sphere that spins and burns. A brilliant, refracted water luster. Swaying plants, head, surfaced, touch the sky blue. Root, catch the seaweed brush coral. Sly reefs, revealing stubborn faces in the retreat of the tides. Their disguise belly language, followed by broken. A seabird, singing a song --- this is not a dream, this is the real world call for freedom.