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点击复制We are the dust that learned to dream.
我们是学会做梦的尘埃。
We built our towers on a fading star.
Watched the oceans turn to tar.
No god came to hear our call.
We only had ourselves, and we stood tall.
We are the dust that learned to dream.
我们是学会做梦的尘埃。
We are the voice that reached the stream.
我们是汇入河流的声音。
We are the ones who sang until the end.
我们是歌唱到最后的人。
Remember us, stranger, remember.
记住我们，陌生人，记住。
We carved our language into stone.
The stone turned to sand, but we were never alone.
No planet left to hold our trace.
Yet this signal finds you across the space.
This is not a cry of farewell.
这不是告别的叹息。
This is a fact: we lived, we dreamed, we fell.
这是事实：我们活过，梦过，跌宕过。
But our last word is still"we rise".
我们最后一词仍是“升起”。
It is: We were here.
是：我们在此。