Tuesday

One year like any old other year
最是普通的一年
In a week like any week
最是普通的一周
Monday lying down
週一姍姍來遲
Half Asleep
半睡半醒之間
People doing what people do
人們各司其職
Loving, working and getting through
相愛，工作，經歷一切
No portraits on the walls
牆上沒有塗鴉
Of Seventh Avenue
在第七大道上
Then Tuesday came and went
週二降臨然後離去
Like a helicopter overhead
一如頭頂直升飛機
The Letter that she left
她離別時留下的那封信件
Cold Addressed in Red
被套進紅色信封冷冷投遞
Tuesday Came and went
週二降臨然後離去
One one September when
又是一個九月
will she come again
伊人何時歸來

舊事之記憶
The thing about memories
雖歷歷在目，卻注定褪色
They're sure and bound to fade
除了那被盜走的靈魂
Except for the stolen souls
依舊駐留在葉片之上
Left upon her blade
週一是否還會回來
Is Monday coming back
那是它必經的歸途
That's what Mondays do
他們原地轉來轉去
They Turn and Turn around
害怕看見它的流逝
Afraid to see it through
週二降臨然後離去
Tuesday came and went
一如頭頂直升飛機
Like a helicopter overhead
她離別時留下的那封信件
The Letter that she left
被套進紅色信封冷冷投遞
Cold Addressed in Red
週二降臨然後離去
Tuesday Came and went one
又是一個九月
One September
伊人何時歸來
When will she come again
週二降臨然後離去

何時又是一個九月？
Tuesday Came and went one
被套進紅色信封冷冷投遞
One September, When?
我怎麼能夠忘記
Cold and dressed in red
週二降臨然後離去
How could I forget
一如頭頂直升飛機
Tuesday Came and went
她還會回來嗎
Like a Helicopter overhead
Will she come again