There's a poem that she wrote 有一首诗，她写道：

And hid under the mattress, 并在床垫下藏，

And if you find it please leave it alone. 如果你找到它，请不要管它。

With a picture she took of a girl on the subway, 用图片她带着一个女孩在地铁上，

With orange barrettes 橙色发夹

And the saddest face she's ever known. 而最悲哀的脸，她的迄今所知。

As Rachael starts to wonder 由于瑞秋开始不知道

Was it hers to begin with, 是不是她的，首先，

Or was the memory from someone else's sleep. 或者是从别人的睡眠记忆。

Cause there's a hole in her heart 因为有她的心脏有孔

That still harbors a question, 这仍然怀有一个问题，

Whose answer just might break it 其答案也许会打破它

So she's hanging on. 于是，她的挂。

At least it's hers to keep. 至少这是她保持。

So I asked her: 于是我问她：

   

[Chorus] [合唱]

"What if this does not belong to you, “如果这不属于你的，

And all the things you thought were true 和所有你想到的东西是真实的

Turned out to just be someone else's lies" 原来只是别人的谎言“

Baby this does not belong to you, 宝贝，这并不属于你，

This does not belong to you. 这不属于你。

This does not belong to you. 这不属于你。

   

There's a fleck in her eye that no one ever noticed, 有一个在她的眼睛斑点，没有人会注意到，

A pretty birthmark for suck a beautiful face. 一个漂亮的胎记的吸了美丽的脸。

All the men from her past 所有从她过去的男人

Seem to have left her abandoned, 似乎已经离开了她抛弃了，

I guess there's some things 我想有一些东西

That you can never erase. 那你永远无法抹去。

I've seen her play with her hair 我看过她的戏，她的头发

In a moment of tension, 在紧张的时刻，

I've seen her with her guard down ready to cry. 我见过她和她的警惕要哭。

Cause there's a hole in her heart 因为有她的心脏有孔

That still harbors the question, 这仍然怀有的问题，

Whose answer just might break it, 其答案也许会打破它，

Still she's hanging on, 尽管如此，她的挂，

Cause no one wants to die. 因为没有人想死。

Then she asked me: 然后她问我：

   

[Chorus] [合唱]

   

"What if this does not belong to you, “如果这不属于你的，

And all the things you thought were true 和所有你想到的东西是真实的

Turned out to just be someone else's lies" 原来只是别人的谎言“

Cause baby this does not belong to you, 因为宝贝，这并不属于你，

This does not belong to you. 这不属于你。

This does not belong to you. 这不属于你。