若是我的靈魂還在
但問誰堪記憶
即使寡淡了它依舊執念於
我為何離開了我自己
只有此在當下
你說那遠行未歸的思想餘溫
以及剛才醒來的咖啡如昔
As Ever
If my soul still exists,
I dare ask who would remember.
Even faded,it remains obsessed with
why I left myself behind.
Only in the here and now,
you called it the unfinished warmth of a thought long gone,
and the coffee that had just awakened, as ever.
