以余生的速度，慢慢用手和笔，
写下整沓稿纸的文字给你，
留下拙实的自己和记忆给你。
纸会发黄，墨迹会损淡，
但它是一个物证。
我并不惧怕你我化作了灰。
只希望这灰烬的每一个颗粒是被充分烧尽的。
——《眠空》庆山
歌词：（online译本）
I hear your voice I touch your hair
我听到你的声音,我触动你的发丝
I see the traces Everywhere
我看到满是我们走过的痕迹
This house of ours We used to share
我们的房间我们曾经共同分享
My dream has turned To nightmare
我的美梦变成了噩梦
I sleep no more I dream no more
我无法再次入睡我无法再次梦想
There's nothing here To wake up for
这里已没有任何可唤醒我的东西
I talk no more I sing no more
我不再交谈我不再歌唱
Don't function like I did before Because
不要再做我曾做过的努力,因为
she doesn't live here anymore She hardly calls at all
她已不在这里.她不再给我电话.
Now when she's gone I find myself lost Staring at the wall
从她走后,我发现自己已盯着墙壁迷失很久
I drink again I smoke again
我又开始喝酒,我又开始抽烟
There's no one here To call my friend
这里没有人去呼唤我的朋友
I swear again I'm mad again
我又开始诅咒,我又开始疯狂
So troubled since I don't know when Because
我不知何时开始变得如此糟糕,因为
she doesn't live here anymore She hardly calls at all
她已不在这里,她不再给我电话
Now when she's gone I find myself lost Staring at the wall
从她走后,我发现自己已盯着墙壁迷失很久
She doesn't live here anymore She hardly calls at all
她已不在这里,她不再给我电话
Since she's been gone there's nobody here To catch me when I fall
从她走后,这里已没有人在我跌倒时给我支持