The furthest distance in the world
Is not between life and death
But when I stand in front of you
Yet you don't know that
I love you.
The furthest distance in the world
Is not when I stand in front of you
Yet you can't see my love
But when undoubtly knowing the love from both
Yet cannot be together.
The furthest distance in the world
Is not being apart while being in love
But when I plainly cannot resist the yearning
Yet pretending you have never been in my heart.
The furthest distance in the world
Is not struggling against the tides
But using one's indifferent heart
To dig an uncrossable river
For the one who loves you .
If the most remote distance in the world is not between life and death surely,
It must be the love between you and me.
You are right in front of me, but I just can't say "love you" tenderly.
If that is not the most remote distance in the world surely,
It must be the way I love you,
I love you, but you can't be with me.
If that is still not the most remote distance in the world surely,
It must be the way I pretend not loving you.
I feel the breath of love clearly,
but I have to pretend it never hits me.
