英文版

in front of the door

how I wish, to have a door

in the morning, the sunlights shine on the grasses

we stand

upon the door

low the door is, but the sun shines

the grass is seeding

the wind is waving its leaves

we just stand, without saying anything

everything is fine

having a door, don't need to open it

it belongs to us

everything is fine

in the morning, the dark keeps on travelling

we send him the guitar

we stop moving

we need a land

an indestructible landwe need to board on itspending our lifetime

the land is rough, sometimes narrowbut, it has a historya sky, a moona dewdrop, as well as a morning

we love the landwe standdigging the earth with the sabotsthe door is warmed up by the sunwe lie on each other slightlyeverything is fine

the grass behind the wallhas stopped growing up,touching the sunlightwith its fingertip