原来我还爱的，不是你。是两年前我刚认识的你。

Perhaps there's no such thing called miracle.

I'm bearing the pain, but when will it stop?

虽然我快走了，我还是不能忘记，我还是放不下。

What will you do if every time you wake up you have a hangover?

What will you do if you still see the same old faces in you dreams?

What will you do if all these won't seem to pass?

我早已将痛苦当尘埃。