Why did I dream of you last night? 昨夜,为何残梦依旧?
Now morning is pushing back hair with grey light 青丝荇荇,是晨光在梳裹
Memories strike home,like slaps in the face; 记忆敲打着心门,如佛上脸旁的手;
Raised on elbow ,I stare at the pale fog 我挥挥手,窗前
beyond the window. 有雾在游走.
So many things I had thought forgotten 那些忘却的记忆
Return to my mind with strange pain; 幻化成心底轮回的苦楚;
-----Like letters that arrive addressed to someone 锦书已寄
Who left the house so many years ago. 却是无人守侯.
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