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断了弦的古筝，怎能再听你歌颂？

Broken string zither, how can you listen to your praise?

晚风也不再向你宣告你下一次礼拜的时间，你周围的空气只有孤寂。

The evening wind will no longer tell you the time of your next week, the air around you is lonely.

在你的世界里，我总是那个漂泊的人，我永远渴望得到你的恩赐。

In your world, I am always the wandering person, I always yearn for your gift.

黄昏时刻，灯和影子隐约在尘雾中，我疲惫又饥饿的站在那，望着你离开的背影。

At dusk, lights and shadows loom in the dust, I stand there tired and hungry, looking at your back.

我们的浪漫已经过去了很长时间，好多个礼拜，你屋子里的灯没有点亮。

Our romance has passed a long time, many weeks, the lights in your house have not been lit.

我不再高声说话，不再任性，这是你离开之后，我才做出的改变。

I am not talking loudly, no longer willful, this is the change that I made after you left.

我想把我整个生命都献于你，我不会在善与恶之间挣扎，不会在假日里扫了你的雅兴，你要快乐，别辜负我的一生不打扰。

I want to give my whole life to you, I will not struggle between good and evil, will not sweep your elegance in the holiday, you should be happy, do not live up to my life without disturbing.

我急急忙忙地跑到街道上，虽然不是开花的季节，但我孤独地站在那儿，总是显得不合时宜。

I rushed to the street, although not the flowering season, but I stand there alone, always appear inappropriate.