[Cantonese]

捧一束碎白歸家
插進玻璃樽裡
角落裡散著暗香
沒玫瑰般嬌脆
微小卻又結聚
陪襯過幾多婚禮派對
然後獨自隱退

光穿梭浩瀚漆黑
折射到窗紗裡
照亮了桌面水杯
越過幾多千歲
奇蹟降落故居
遙遠卻始終找得到焦距
無懼寂寥碾碎

點綴大門庭
烘托著繁星
枯乾與凋零
靜靜待天明
就算多低調 碎白積累 亦能如同仙境
仰望漫天星
閃耀入黎明
光陰與途程
默默地傾聽
掠過幾光年 最終走完 浩瀚的遠征

當枝幹撇下水份
收乾退下殘軀
卻烙下堅固堡壘
像某種固執伴隨
留守歲月廢墟
從不渴望盛放一刻之最

擁抱著無名
依附舊花瓶
高低與枯榮
靜待換風景
靜悄的乾枯 氣息依舊 烙下這記認
構造大繁盛
跌落舊危城
得失與輸贏
浪漫地求證
越過千重山 借得光芒 慰藉這孤清

不爭艷麗妍姿
只等歲月留詞
宇宙裡散落的詩
同在暗處堅持

鋪滿大場景
撇下舊名姓
起跌與陰晴
獨自盡情聽
在這邊緣間 借出一角 烘托出遠景
點亮萬重星
跨越萬年冰
初春與秋明
默默奉真誠
讓最微茫的 結集起來 震撼這晚境

——
聚是一團火，散作滿天星。

——
Scattered Whites (English Translation)

Bringing a bouquet of tiny white blooms home,
Placing them into a glass bottle.
A subtle fragrance scatters in the corner,
Not as fragile and delicate as a rose.
Tiny, yet gathered close together,
Having graced so many weddings and parties as a backdrop,
Before quietly retreating alone.

Light shuttles through the vast pitch-black,
Refracting through the sheer window curtains,
Illuminating the water glass upon the desk.
Crossing through how many millennia,
A miracle lands in this old room.
So distant, yet always finding its focus,
Unafraid of being crushed by loneliness.

Adorning the grand halls,
Bringing out the brilliance of the stars.
Withered and fading,
Quietly awaiting the dawn.
No matter how humble, these gathered whites can form a wonderland.
Looking up at a sky full of stars,
Shining into the break of dawn.
Through time and the journey,
Silently listening.
Sweeping across light-years, finally completing the vast expedition.

When the stems cast away their moisture,
Drying out and shedding their frail frames,
They stamp a solid fortress behind.
Like a certain stubborn companionship,
Standing guard in the ruins of time,
Never craving that one fleeting, ultimate moment of full bloom.

Embracing the nameless,
Clinging to the old vase.
Through highs and lows, withering and thriving,
Quietly waiting for the scenery to shift.
Silently drying out, the essence remains, searing in this mark.
Building a grand prosperity,
Falling into an old, imperiled city.
Gains and losses, triumphs and defeats,
Romantically seeking proof.
Crossing a thousand mountains, borrowing the light to soothe this solitude.

Not competing for gorgeous, dazzling beauty,
Only waiting for time to leave its verse.
Like poems scattered across the universe,
Persisting together in the dark.

Paving the grand scenes,
Casting aside old names.
Through ups and downs, cloudy and clear skies,
Listening fully, all alone.
On these margins, lending a corner, bringing out the distant view.
Igniting ten thousand stars,
Crossing ten thousand years of ice.
Early spring and bright autumn,
Silently offering sincerity.
Letting the faintest glimmers gather, to awe this evening scene.

——
Gathered, they are a blazing fire; scattered, they are a sky full of stars.

Translator's Note: The outro features a very famous Chinese proverb ("聚是一團火，散作滿天星"), which is often used to describe solidarity, unsung heroes, or a group of people who are powerful together but equally brilliant when they go their separate ways to do good in the world.