
人走了,味道还在。
不是想念,是气味自己赖着不走
——像光线在墙上留的那道印子,
像你明知该开窗、却一直没开的那口气。
困住的不是人,是那个舍不得散的瞬间。
Something stays when nothing else remains
A quiet thing the air retains
I trace it in the dark and wait
For something time can't confiscate
But time always wins in the end
It takes everything, even what I pretend
时间会偷走气味
我总是最后才发现
你走后 气味还赖着不走
空荡荡的房间里 它占领每个角落
时间停了 不肯往前走了
我也困在这里 闻着它慢慢变淡
窗开着又关上 雨停了又下
像你从未存在 又无处不在
整个房间都是你的痕迹
A trace I can't replace
气味会突然敲门
我每次都忘了
Every corner smells like yesterday
I follow it around like a child at play
The air remembers what my mind lets go
A ghost I'll never know
I talk to you like you're still here
Like silence is a thing we share
The walls don't answer, they just hold
Every story I've never told
轻轻吸气 你在
呼出去 就真的要走了
时间不肯等我
我也不肯放你走