味道 [Wèi dào] [English translation]

Tonight there are very few stars

I don’t know where they have gone.

bare sky

stars are so lonely.

1

I thought the sorrow could be very little

I thought I could get along very well.

Who would have known that when I think of you,

missing you is so bitter, no medicine can cure

nowhere to run

2

I miss your smile, miss your jacket

miss your white socks and how you smell

miss your kiss

and the tender smell of tobacco in the finger

the flavor of being loved in my memory.

Tonight there are very few things on my mind.

I don’t know whether it is good or not.

bare loneliness

go around the heart

repeat 1 2 2