爱是一条河：而我们似乎是听不见水声的聋子(2)

Loving is a river.
So: from now on chasing flowers/women, do not talk about life together. From now on you find yourself amid a raucous riot of commerce, no longer want to hold someone"s hands. Since then the sea of people drift, do not talk about love to white head. From now on alone, will never cry for who all night. From then on, let go of the sorrow of parting and live forever wine. Freedom of worship.