The leading edge

If people can really reincarnation if there is reincarnation in the world

So my love what were we in our previous lives

If you had been Jiangnan lotus woman

I must be the one you miss under the wrist

If you were a naughty boy who played truant

I must be the brand new marble that fell out of your bag

In the grass by the road

I watched you walk away without knowing it

If you were a monk facing the wall

I must be the pillar of incense in front of the temple

Burn to accompany you for a period of silence

So the meeting of this life always feel some frontier

But it's too confusing to tell

I can't tell you all about them