I scoured the northern shores for you,I plunged deep oceans,
I searched the earths,I climbed moutains for a clearer views,
and then,to finded you.
You are everything,
I was as much your prisoner as you were mine.
Legend has it that if human man falls love with a mermad,she will grow legs.
Legs if she so desires,carry her far,far away from the very man she cast her watery spell upon.
But I ask you this,
"What becomes of the human man?
What becomes of him when has spell remains but she has gone?"
穷尽一生找到你
