数着沵的回忆，竟是繁华和美丽。
The number of your memories, was prosperous and beautiful.
有没有那么一个人，你无数次地说要放弃，但是终究还是舍不得。
There is no such a person, you said many times to give up, but still loathe to give up.
心累的感觉，是让人说不出的一中隐痛，有焦虑。
The feeling of heart tired, is to let a person can not say a hidden pain, there is anxiety.
我知道所有人的结局,惟独不知道自己的结局,难道这就是老天为我预备的结局?
I know the end of everyone but myself. Is this the end god has prepared for me?
面对已逝去的沧桑岁月有种哭都哭不出来的彷徨感。
In the face of the vicissitudes of life has passed, there is a sense of hesitation that can not cry out.
当我说爱你的时候，你却已经有了她的好。
When I say love you, you have her good.
时间流转着，我孤单了这么久，却回到了最初的模样。
As time goes by, I have been lonely for so long, but I return to my original appearance.
爱那么短，遗忘那么长。
Love remained short, forgetting lasts long.
每一个人的内心里一定都会有一段刻骨铭心的记忆，或温暖，或甜蜜，或冰冷，或哀伤。
Everyone must have an unforgettable memory in his heart, or warm, or sweet, or cold, or sad.
只怪我们太年轻，想要爱却给不了彼此想要的未来。
Blame us too young, want to love but can not give each other want the future.
我们放下尊严，放下固执，却只是因为放不下一个人。
We put down the dignity, put down stubborn, but just because can not put a person.
和他擦肩而过的惆怅，是我一生的惊涛骇浪。
The melancholy of passing by him is the tempestuous waves of my life.
