<The first song>
Who says that romantic love is dying now.
Who says that beautiful poetry has lost its glory.
I try hard to think of life to the bottom.
Both the beautiful and the ugly are essential.
Listen the stillness of the night sky.
I recall this sweet month .
The expectation of love appears at the head of the bed.
Can you see the moonlight has cut in half by my shadow.
They are past and future.
They are distant you and me.
There's a distance of creating a poetry between it .
Who says ideal love is unrealistic.
Who says that human pains would never go away.
I heard there is a happy love song.
It has my name and yours on it.
And It's not hard to find it.
--Roman(2019.10.20)
<第一歌>
谁说爱情是死亡了。
谁说美丽的诗歌已经失去了它的荣耀。
我努力思考生命的底部。
美丽和丑陋的都是必不可少的。
听着寂静的夜空。
我记得这个月甜蜜。
爱的期望出现在的床上。
你能看到月光下减少一半了我的影子。
他们是过去和未来。
他们是遥远的你和我。
有一个创建一个诗歌之间的距离。
谁说理想的爱情是不现实的。
谁说,人类的痛苦永远不会消失。
我听说有一个幸福的爱的歌。
上面有我的名字和你的。
这并不是很难找到它。
——罗马(2019.10.20)