The letters you wrote, they fade to grey
你写的信,渐渐褪成灰色
Like cigarettes in ashtrays
就像烟灰缸里的香烟
The city hums a lonely tune
城市低声哼着孤独的曲调
Underneath a tired moon
在疲惫的月亮下
We were young, and slightly mad
我们曾年轻,也稍显疯狂
Now it’s all just good and bad
如今只剩下好与坏
Postcards from the rain
雨中的明信片
Tell me you're okay again
告诉我你又安好
Every drop on my windowpane
窗玻璃上的每一滴雨
Spells your name, spells your name
都拼写着你的名字,拼写着你的名字
I chase the ghosts down Camden High
我追逐着坎登高街的幽灵
They laugh and never say goodbye
它们笑着,却从不告别
Your shadow walks beside my shoes
你的影子伴我左右
Singing songs of old taboos
低唱着古老的禁忌之歌
And I still feel your echo near
我仍能感受到你回响的气息
Whispering what I want to hear
轻声低语着我想听的话
Postcards from the rain
雨中的明信片
Tell me you're okay again
告诉我你又安好
Every drop on my windowpane
窗玻璃上的每一滴雨
Spells your name, spells your name
都拼写着你的名字,拼写着你的名字
Maybe I’ll send you one someday
也许有一天我会寄给你
When all the storms have blown away
当所有风暴都已散去
Till then I’ll write on empty skies
在此之前,我会在空空的天空写下
And hope you read between the lines
希望你能读懂其中的暗意
Postcards from the rain
雨中的明信片
Yeah, I’ll send them just the same
是的,我依然会寄出它们
Till the sun forgets your name
直到太阳忘记你的名字
And the rain forgets my pain
而雨也忘记我的痛