美麗世界的孤兒 [měi lì shì jiè de gū ér] [English translation]

Don’t cry, my dear

I think we will die together

Don’t cry, summer rose1

Everything has passed

Look at the shuttling cars and

The neon lights shining afar

This is so much like our dreams

Come on, my dear

Let’s dance together tonight

Come on, lonely wildflower

Everything will fade away

Listen to the nightingale outside the window and

The crowd laughing on the street

This is so much like our dreams

Ah~ don’t cry, darling

We must be strong

We must smile

Because no matter what

We will always be the orphans of this beautiful world

Sometime, I feel lost

Feel like I am a piece of grass2

Sometime, I sink into emptiness

But I don’t know why

The time flowed away while I’m still here

I have fallen into a deep whirlpool

Baby, look there afar

The moon is rising from the moor

Please hold me tightly again

I feel cold and I feel hurt

The shuttling cars look as though they are searching for something

This is just like our fates

Ah~ don’t cry, darling

We must be strong

We must smile

Because no matter what

We will always be the orphans of this beautiful world

1. Reference to Thomas Moore’s “The Last Rose of Summer”2. Unappealing or worthless