| 基本描述 | Several years ago几年前I sang every single day只会对空气呓语：Saying life is what it is“人生该是无常的吧”Everyone is thirsty even greedy却明白每个人仍在隐秘地贪婪着Sometimes I wish I could be painted orange-red 有时候连我也幻想涂上夕阳般的色彩But the sun disdained to hear可落日也太远了Those cliched phrases I used every night and day夜晚的陈词滥调好像永远也追不上它Several years later几场大雨之后I gather memories of废旧的树叶涂满一地Rundown days,我收集 收集 一次次收集Maybe life is what it is烧沸了 过滤了As you step towards your inner self心才回到最初的干净Some day you may start to chase your own moon也许某天你已经开始做着夕阳般的事So do we have to keep up with the sun所以我们是否都需要时刻追逐着落日Try to think what would happen Just touch the light如果只是让光洒进来呢Now I‘m sure现在我确信in the dark night再深的夜晚I can see the shining stars我也能看见闪烁的星Just in the darkest night却正是因为越深的夜晚I can see the stars星星才会越亮 |