In the room, on the red wall hang Rosalyn, 在房间里，在红色的墙挂罗莎琳，

and the scent from the petals of the flowers fills the room but you are not here. 从花的花瓣的香味充满了房间，但你是不是在这里。

   

On the velvet sofa as the dreams that turned to ashes quietly 在天鹅绒沙发作为转向骨灰悄悄的梦想

I watch a local movie. The reason to laugh is seeing you on screen. 我看本地电影。笑的原因是看到你在屏幕上。

   

The moon-shaped lamp still shines red. 月亮形的灯依然闪耀红色。

Goodbye... My to my dearest Vivian-scented girl. 再见......我给我最亲爱的周慧敏香味的女孩。

   

The decorations of perfumes in the sink, the black and white picture cries. 在水槽香水的装饰，黑白照片哭。

What you see is everything and there's no reason to that. 你看到的是一切，没有理由这一点。

   

Cut down your discomfort wings. 减少你的不适的翅膀。

It's dying on you. 它死在你。

Cut down your discomfort wings. 减少你的不适的翅膀。

To a tomorrow that can't be reached. 为了明天能不能达到。

   

Children sing the church choir at the newly built church. 孩子们唱的教堂唱诗班，在新建成的教堂。

When ever I walk past it, my heart screams. 不论我走过去，我的心脏尖叫。

   

There's no forgetting the Past, the Present, or the Future. 有没有遗忘的过去，现在，还是未来。

Will only the believers be led to salvation? That's stupid. 只有信徒可以导致救赎？这是愚蠢的。

   

Why can't we be perfect? Why can't it be? 为什么我们不能做到完美？为什么不能有呢？

   

The merry go round that goes around and around and around has dried you up. 在旋转木马的推移一圈又一圈，和周围已经干涸了你。

I hold in my sweaty hand, a picture of you and an ice pick. 我认为在我的手汗，你的照片和冰锥。

   

Cut down your discomfort wings. 减少你的不适的翅膀。

Be freer. 是自由的。

Cut down your discomfort wings. 减少你的不适的翅膀。

But keep the door closed. 但请关上了门。