孤独，绝望，寻觅到时间的尽头。
Loneliness, hopelessness search the end of time.

在一朵野花里寻觅天堂。
And a heaven in a wild flower .

诗人的风呼啸过大海和森林，为的是寻觅他自己的歌声。
The poet wind is out over the sea and the forest to seek his own voice .

那最美丽的花朵只因自己而盛开。
The most beautiful flowers only bloom for themselves.

宠爱是欺诈的，美丽是空虚的。
Favour is deceitful , and beauty is vain .

寻找我们遗失的爱。
Look for our lost love.

期待是生活的最带障碍，期望明天，就是遗失今天。
Expectation is the greatest impediment to living. In anticipation of tomorrow, it loses today.

当你遗失它或把它送给别人时，我们的爱情就告终止。
When you lose it, or give it away, our love will end.

沙漏还记得，我们遗忘旳时光。
The sandglass remembers the time we lost.

但到最后还是被人们遗忘了。
But finally people just forget about it.

我们，不过是被遗忘在角落的木偶。
We, but is forgotten in the quoin puppet.

爱过，伤害过，然后可以离别和遗忘。
Loved, hurt, separation, and then can be forgotten.

爱情或许是我应该努力遗忘的最大幻想。
Love is one big illusion I should try to forget.

没有回忆。也闻不到你香水的味道。
No recollection nor the smell of your perfume