It's my song 这是我的歌

And I sing for the man in the wings 我唱了那个人的翅膀

Is it strange 是很奇怪

When we never have shared anything 当我们从来没有共享任何东西

   

I don't ache for some tender exchange 我不痛了一段投标交流

In the dark - that will pass 在黑暗中 - 这将通过

But the purest refrain 不过，最纯净的副歌

Will haunt us again 会再次困扰我们

And he has that with me 而且他与我

When I've nothing to bring 当我没有带

I sing for the man in the wings 我唱歌的人的翅膀

   

We won't speak 我们先不说

He won't ask me to follow him home 他不会问我跟他回家

And his name 他的名字

If I ever did know it, is gone 如果我是知道的，走了

   

Back to back 背靠背

I can hear his pulse racing with mine 我能听到他的心跳加速与我

Both in time 无论是在时间

I'll be waiting for him 我会等着他

Before I begin each line 在我开始之前每一行

And he won't mind 他不会介意

That I've nothing to bring 我已经没什么可带

When I sing for the man in the wings 当我唱歌的人的翅膀

   

And they tell me he walks alone 他们告诉我，他孤独地走

It is said that he is stone 有人说，他是石

Without knowing the shape of him 如果不知道他的形状

I am certain they are wrong 我敢肯定他们是错的

We meet in a different place 我们在不同的地方见面

Me, the man and the song 我认为，人与歌

   

I don't long 我不长

For some fleeting exchange in the dark 对于在黑暗中的一些短暂的交流

That will pass 这将传递

But the purest refrain 不过，最纯净的副歌

Will haunt us again 会再次困扰我们

And he has that with me 而且他与我

When we've nothing to bring 当我们已经没什么可带

I sing for the man in the wings 我唱歌的人的翅膀