句號 [Jù hào] [English translation]

It's a pity we have finally arrived here, a full stop

The reluctant to fly hummingbirds outside the window are also mourning

The city will never again hear our arguing

Would you be a little less troubled?

Going back 12 years, the memories are right here

You wear a hat and I look shy, my face blushing

It wasn't but the first time we met face to face and you said

You have foresight, with my innate talent, give it time, I would have my piece of sky

I was naive, ignorant

Unlike adults, who can discern

Not for earning money, I was for my career

Hoping that inside the songs I write would have better harmonies

The clock is ticking, do you remember?

Speaking from the heart, do you miss it?

The first time releasing an album, I was in the lead

From that occasion on, I was no longer standing at the sidelines

I am genuinely thankful, admire your vision

How would we have thought it would end up stinging

You watched a flower slowly bud

I watched as you slowly became arrogant

Your ambition to build, slowly reached too far

Too much disappointment made my trust in you slowly collapse

It's a pity we have finally arrived here, a full stop

The reluctant to fly hummingbirds outside the window are also mourning

The city will never again hear our arguing

Would you be a little less troubled?

The clock is ticking, do you remember?

Speaking from the heart, do you miss it?

You said I was a product, without you I could not do it

These twisted truths almost destroying my confidence

Now I am awake, now I will no longer cry

No longer afraid to stand up for myself to right your wrongs

You know, in all my life, except my father,

You were the man I trusted most

But this blank doll would slowly grow up

Sorry but I can't forever be your obedient fool.

It's a pity we have finally arrived here, a full stop

The reluctant to fly hummingbirds outside the window are also mourning

The city will never again hear our arguing

Would you be a little less troubled?

How many years, how many times, how many wrongs but not many apologies

But I will no longer mind the past, just hold onto what is precious

Forget all of the pain and hurt, all my memories of spring

The good and bad was all you, hope you remember sometimes

Just let me sincerely finish this song and start over

The clock is ticking, do you remember?

Speaking from the heart, do you miss it?