我的昨天没有你，

只是刻着岁月的痕迹；

就像花儿的芬芳，

镶嵌在温暖的春风里。

我的昨天没有你，

只有朦胧的回忆；

辨不清是非真假，

原来一切都可以称作谜语。

我的昨天啊，

本来没有你；

可只因这回忆中的痕迹

留在了春风里，

我的整个夏日，

也开始变得神秘——

没有风

没有谜语

却多了个真真切切的你……

Yesterday, I didn’t know you

Yesterday, Ididn’t know you,

With thoseengraved traces of age;

Just like thefragrance of flowers

Enchased in thewarm spring breeze.

Yesterday, Ididn’t know you,

Only thinkingabout the hazy memories;

Unable to tellwhat was true,

I found so manyriddles to get through.

I didn’t know youyesterday,

But in the breeze

There’re left thetraces of memory;

And my summerseems more like a mystery.

After the breezeand riddles have gone,

I should feel youas real as you’re in front.