It won't do 它不会做

to dream of caramel, 梦想焦糖，

to think of cinnamon 想肉桂

and long for you. 长你。

   

It won't do 它不会做

to stir a deep desire, 搅拌的深切渴望，

to fan a hidden fire 风扇隐藏的火

that can never burn true. 可以永远燃烧如此。

   

I know your name, 我知道你的名字，

I know your skin, 我知道你的皮肤，

I know the way 我认识路

these things begin; 这些东西开始;

   

But I don't know 但我不知道

how I would live with myself, 我怎么会忍受自己，

what I'd forgive of myself 我会原谅自己

if you don't go. 如果你不走了。

   

So goodbye, 所以，再见了，

sweet appetite, 甜蜜的胃口，

no single bite 没有单一的咬

could satisfy... 能满足...

   

I know your name, 我知道你的名字，

I know your skin, 我知道你的皮肤，

I know the way 我认识路

these things begin; 这些东西开始;

   

But I don't know 但我不知道

what I would give of myself, 我会给自己，

how I would live with myself 我怎么会忍受自己

if you don't go. 如果你不走了。

   

It won't do 它不会做

to dream of caramel, 梦想焦糖，

to think of cinnamon 想肉桂

and long 长

for you. 为了你。