What will I find? 我该怎么找？

Some sacred thing to help me handle the tragedy? 一些神圣的东西，帮我处理的悲剧？

Or did I once-Did I have it and lose it? 还是我一次，难道我有它，失去它？

   

No one should ever have to walk through the fire alone. 任何人都应该有过穿越火线独自行走。

No one should ever have to brave that storm. No, 任何人都不应要勇敢的风暴。不，

Everybody needs someone or something. 每个人都需要某人或某事。

   

And when I sing, don’t I sing your name out 当我唱歌，没有我唱你的名字

Right at the same time that I sing my own? 就在同一时间，我唱我自己的？

   

Some days I swear I can feel you splitting the light through the window frame. 有些日子，我发誓，我能感觉到你透过窗户框分割的光。

The shapes it makes are always warmer, always brighter than the rest of what comes through. 它使形状总是温暖的，总是比什么来通过休息亮。

   

Some days I swear I can hear you sing to me or whisper my name in the slightest way. 有些日子，我发誓，我可以听到你唱歌给我听，或窃窃私语丝毫方式我的名字。

It’s like the warmest light now laid across my bedroom floor is somehow actually you and 这就像最温暖的光，现在在我的卧室地板铺设不知何故竟与你

Not just sunlight. 不只是阳光。

   

I have the memory climb down the balcony. 我有记忆爬下阳台。

I put a flower on the back of its dress. 我把一朵花就其衣服的后面。

It’s probably best to forget it. 这可能是最好忘掉它。

It’s probably best to let go. 这可能是最好放手。

I paint it the shade of where the skin and the lip meet, 我画它的树荫的地方皮肤与嘴唇相遇，

Only a moment after breaking the kiss. And 打破了吻后，只是一瞬间。和

I blur out everything else. í模糊了一切。

That’s how I choose to remember it. 这就是我选择记住它。

   

Some nights are a lot like the days, I lay awake too late, I watch the shadows casted 有些晚上有很多像天，我躺在床上太晚了，我看铸造阴影

Trace your shape. Those silver slivers on the wall then on the bedsheets. 跟踪你的形状。这些银条子在墙上然后在床单。

I hear your song in the trees. I finally fall into rest. 我听说在树上你的歌。我终于落入休息。

Often later when I’m sleeping you show up in my dreams. 常后，当我睡觉，你在我的梦里出现。

Just doing simple things, like buying groceries. 只是在做简单的事情，就像买杂货。

And when I wake up I could swear you must’ve just left me 而当我醒来时，我可以发誓，你一定是刚刚离开了我

Like you got up to make breakfast or maybe just to get dressed. 就像你起床做早餐，或者只是穿上衣服。

   

But the truth is, you were never there. You won’t ever be. 但事实是，你永远不会有。你不会永远。

Sometimes I think I’m not either so what do I do 有时候，我觉得我没有任何让我该怎么办

When every day still seems to start and end with you? 当每天仍似乎开始和你结束？

And you won’t ever know, you won’t ever see, 而你永远不会知道，你永远不会看到，

How much your ghost since then has been defining me. 有多少你的鬼后一直定义我。

   

I leave the memory up atop the balcony. 我离开的内存高达上盖的阳台。

I tear this flower from the back of the dress. 我撕这种花从礼服的背部。

It’s best this time, I bet, to just forget and let go. 这是最好的这个时候，我敢打赌，只是忘了，让去。

Paint it the shade of where the lip bleeds and blur it out. 它画在那里的嘴唇流血树荫下，模糊了出来。

I blur out everything else, just blur out everything else. í模糊了一切，只是模糊了一切。

And let go, and let go, and let go. 和放手，放手，放手。

   

Everybody has to let go someday 每个人都有放手一天

Everybody has to let go. 每个人都必须放手。

   

I wonder when I will. I wonder. 不知何时我会的。我想知道。

   

But if I still hear you singing in every city I meet 但是，如果我仍然能听到你在每一个城市，我唱见面

After I blur it all out, our every memory, if 在我模糊了这一切，我们的每一个记忆，如果

You never fade with the days, your shape still haunting me then, 你永远不褪色的日子里，你的形状仍然纠缠着我的话，

Should I not just sing along? 我应该不只是唱歌？

Should I not just sing along? 我应该不只是唱歌？

   

I will sing sweetly hope that the notes change but 我会唱甜蜜希望的音符改变，但

I do not need it to happen. I’m not resigned to it. And 我不需要它发生。我不辞职吧。和

If they never do I’ll sing your name in every line. 如果他们永远不会做，我会唱你的名字中的每一行。

Just like I did throughout this. Just like I’ve always done. 就像我在本一样。就像我一直在做。

In every gun, the empty church, and every tortured son. 在每枪，空堂，每折磨的儿子。

In all those giving up. In all those giving in. 在所有这些放弃。在所有那些屈服。

Until I die I will sing our names in unison. 直到我死，我会唱我们的名字一致。

   

Until I die I will sing our names in unison. 直到我死，我会唱我们的名字一致。