The scent of heather permeates the air, lamenting our withered love,
暗香弥漫 为容易颓败的感情 详撰
Caring not for the slander made of us.
无论后世我们传闻如何不堪
I closed the book, burying our story along with the heather petals
合上书中荒原每寸逆风的石楠
Keeping its ending all to myself
结局便与你无关