也許，
當你抬頭看天，
正有一群熱心的鳥掠過。
牠們披著最柔軟的風，
以心無旁騖的姿態，
努力撫平起皺的世界。
Maybe,
The moment you look up at the sky,
A flock of enthusiastic birds happen to fly by.
Draped with the softest wind,
Absorbed in their free-spirited mind,
They are eager to smooth out wrinkles from this world.
