不再空白

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