摔碎的水珠有自己的足迹，被风吹成了秘密 Every broken drop have their own story, the wind make them become secrets
伞下尽是摔碎的水珠
留下的影子
被风一点一点地擦除
最后好像从未存在过
但只有那看不见的空气
撞见了所有的秘密
There are many broken drops under the umbrella
Leave a shadow on the ground
The wind take it away little ly little
In the end, it seems that they never existed
But only the invisible air
Encounter all the secrets
