Different countries,different ways,only to meet you

我也许会去看望你
在莫斯科落满雪花的街头
我身披暖国之春而往
飞扬的长发卷起北国的风
我也许会遇见你
在迪拜零碎的星光下

I will come to visit you maybe

At the street which is filled of snowflake in Moscow

I come to find you with spring from warm country

My hair is flying and rolling up the wind of the north