If I had not been in a daze， pedestrians would not be in this moment of busy blur into smoke.
If you had not walked in this fog， I would not choke a string of tears.
Please wait for me to quietly wipe the trace of tears， so that this ethereal life buried in your unique elegance
如果我沒有發(fā)呆，行人就不會在這片刻忙碌中模糊成煙霧。
如若你不曾在這霧中走來，我便不會嗆出好一串眼淚。
請待我悄無聲息地拭去淚跡，再把這輕飄飄的一生埋于你的絕代風(fēng)華里。