晨霧吻過舊街燈，我揣著未寫完的昨夜

把嘆息折成紙船，放進(jìn)東流的水

讓失敗的指紋，在掌心長(zhǎng)出新的山脈

當(dāng)?shù)谝话嗟罔F呼嘯，像替我按下了重啟鍵

我戴上耳機(jī)，心跳是未命名的節(jié)拍

此刻空白，正是世界給我的回信

把昨天的名字撕下，貼一顆更亮的星

I’m starting over，風(fēng)替我翻頁

腳印雖歪斜，卻指向太陽的方向

讓每一次跌倒，都開出野花的聲響

Starting with you, the night unwinds in velvet blue,

your sigh a saxophone solo curling ’round my shoes;

every streetlamp bows, every shadow starts to swing,

when your fingertip begins to tap the tempo of my skin.

From the first hello, the city turns to smoky song,

neon notes ascend, then drift like cherry-glow confetti;

I was just a beatless heart till your smile slid me in—

now the rhythm writes our names across the moonlit bar.

Hold the last low tone, let it tremble, let it linger,

tomorrow may be gray, but tonight the groove is true;

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