你抓着我的手之前我是多么的害怕会被永远的埋在黑夜里 你抓着我的手之后我是多么的渴望你手心的温度永远都是热热的 而我的心 永远都是暖暖的 You take my hand before I is how fear will be forever buried in the dark , You take my hand after how much I hungered for your palm temperature is always hot , And my heart , is warm forever.