下世紀再嬉戲
 
仍舊在辨認  漸漸淡的氣味
記起當天的鮮花會飛
遊玩在大地  漸漸再不顧忌
那曉得剎那轉了天氣
 
我記起跟你一起花裹遊戲
那笑聲多愉快多美
我記起跟你爭先吸一口氣
走過多芳香氣  奇妙世紀
到這天恐怕一切將要忘記
那記憶荒謬更淒美
到這天跟你一起不再頑皮
約定下世紀再嬉戲
 
Playing in the Next Century
 
I can still remember the scent lifting
that day the flowers were flying
We were loosened up playing on the ground
When the weather suddenly changed
 
I remember we were playing in the flowers
Our laughter so joyful and so sweet
we tried to take the first breath of it
How many fine scents   in this wonderful century
But that’s all forgotten now
The more absurd our memories, the more painfully pretty
No more games or tricks
Until we’re playing in the next century