我是一个拒绝不了花开，却又受不得花谢的人。
I am a person who can refuse flowers to bloom, but can stand flowers to thank.
脚下走着路，心里想着事，我曾掉进悬崖，孤独且生长。
Walking on the road under my feet, thinking about things in my heart, I once fell into a cliff, lonely and growing.
我用满盘微醉的文字，踉跄的词脚，以求捕捉我喘息的魂灵。即使是方寸之间。
I use a plate of slightly drunk words, staggering words, in order to capture my breathing soul. Even in a square inch.
笔尖不经意落下流露出的是谁名字，眼泪不受控制流淌着谁的心事。
The tip of the pen falls inadvertently, revealing whose name is, and whose mind is flowing with uncontrolled tears.
我是颓靡暮色中流浪霞光的一缕，没于山海的孤寂。
I am a ray of wandering sunshine in the decadent twilight, not lonely in the mountains and seas.
我翻着日记追赶你的脚步，你却在飞机上对着流星许愿。
I read the diary to catch up with your steps, but you make a wish to the meteor on the plane.
我在风中止步不前，你在人群中谈笑风生。
I stop in the wind, you laugh in the crowd.
你已有心上人，我便不愿开始，奈何情之一字。
You already have a sweetheart, I would not like to start, but the word of love.
被爱的人可能不知道，她的一句晚安可媲美满天星光。
The loved one may not know that her goodnight is as good as the stars.
你随口一提的黄粱大梦，我听成白首如新的半生。
You casually mention the big dream of sorghum, I listen to the white head as new half of my life.
我也曾是爱过太阳的孩子，为了追逐一束光，将眼睛灼伤。
那时心底藏有一座火山，热烈溢满爱意却不敢淌。
不曾想，后来夜雾弥漫，风起吹散了很多很多，像我一样爱着太阳的孩子。
大雾散去，只剩一个盲眼的孩子，等在原地，阳光浇灌胸膛，岩浆奔涌而出，炽热、滚烫，于是世人皆知我爱太阳。
