In the attics of my life, full of cloudy dreams unreal. 在我生命中的阁楼，充满混浊的梦想不真实的。

Full of tastes no tongue can know, and lights no eyes can see. 全口味没有舌头就可以知道，和灯光没有眼睛能看到的。

When there was no ear to hear, you sang to me. 当没有耳朵听到的，你唱我。

   

I have spent my life seeking all that's still unsung. 我已经花了我的生活寻求一切仍然默默无闻。

Bent my ear to hear the tune, and closed my eyes to see. 弯曲我的耳朵听到的旋律，闭上我的眼睛看到的。

When there was no strings to play, you played to me. 如果没有串打，你打我。

   

In the book of love's own dream, where all the print is blood. 在爱自己的梦想，所有的打印是血书。

Where all the pages are my days, and all the lights grow old. 在所有的页面都是我的天，所有的灯老去。

When I had no wings to fly, you flew to me, you flew to me. 当我没有翅膀，不会飞，你飞我，你立马给我。

   

In the secret space of dreams, where I dreaming lay amazed. 在梦想的秘密空间，在这里我做梦躺在惊讶。

When the secrets all are told, and the petals all unfold. 当所有的秘密都告诉记者，和所有的花瓣展开。

When there was no dream of mine, you dreamed of me. 当是我没有梦想，你的梦想我的。