Finally the hills are without eyes
终于山川掩饰了双眸
They are tired of painting
它们厌倦了描绘
A dead man's face
一位逝去人的面庞
A Red with their own blood.
一片血染的红晕
We used to love
我们曾经相爱
Having so much to lose
失去了太多
Blink your eyes just once
回眸一瞬
And see everything in bluish.
看见一切是那么蔚蓝