主题：【献给雪个】大踱二踱三踱四好人齐声歌唱 -- 西门胡侃

Because we loved devotedly,

In delicate, unreal fashion...

I hesitate to name it...

To even call it passion.

You were the first to kiss me

To teach through music to feel.

How gossamer, how beautiful,

in memory it was real.

Perhaps in memory only,

We feel love without pain,

Love forever shining,

No hurt, no dark rain.

So I will keep yours always,

Music...without a tear,

And I'll recall love's beauty,

Through music with you, my dear.