Youth

All have ended

All tears are falling

But suddenly cannot remember how it started

That faded summer day tiptoed away

Does not matter how hard I try

Your youthful face like a flash of shadow passed by my mirror of memories

But your light smiles

Slowly disappeared over the rosy clouds of the sunset

Open the title pages time has dyed them with yellow colour

Life has put it together poorly

I read it again and again, with tears

Have to admit that

Youth is a book written in a hurry

青春

所有的结局都已写好
所有的泪水也都已启程
却忽然忘了是怎麽样的一个开始
在那个古老的不再回来的夏日

无论我如何地去追索
年轻的你只如云影掠过
而你微笑的面容极浅极淡
逐渐隐没在日落後的群岚

遂翻开那发黄的扉页
命运将它装订得极为拙劣
含著泪 我一读再读
却不得不承认
青春是一本太仓促的书

- 席慕容