I don’t know when and how I fell into the memory of this song,
Cradlesong.
Its mild melody suddenly push me to translate it.
For my this music genius—David Tao:

“Look, at the purple sky,
that on the verge of being dispersed.Endless pictures linger around.
Oh, yeah…
My dear is expecting tomorrow too.

Look, at your sincere face.
The world just like amusementland.
Baby, so sweet in dreaming.
Oh, yeah…
In my arms, you can do your sleep.”

Oh, more or less difficult.
Too late tonight,
I think I should complete this in another day.