Singer: Leslie Cheung Album: Warm.

The wayward ending of The Red Elephant Rose

Red is as bitter as blood on the lips.

That beautiful dream in the dark

Pain invisible in the mirror

You are as heavy as the world of mortals.

Ha, my heart is falling.

Ha, sleeping in the fire.

If you are infected, you will get drunk.

This heat has never subsided.

Maybe you are the most beautiful wound.

Red is like the arrogance of youth.

The red image commemorates the sunset.

It is your smiling face that flies with me.

Like the lifeline between you and my palm.

As bright as red dust.