When we were young 当我们还年轻

We wanted to die 我们想死

But the sound of a drum 但鼓的声音

And the words of a child 和一个孩子的话

Brought different light 带来不同的光

Now no one can tell 现在，没有人能告诉

The winter was nice 冬季是不错的

But the summer is hell 但夏天是地狱

   

The ground was so hard 地面是如此辛苦

The nights were so long 夜晚是如此漫长

But we suffered the dark 但是，我们所遭受的黑暗

And we wrote all those songs 我们写的所有歌曲

Still I was a fool 不过我是一个傻瓜

I covered my ears 我捂住耳朵

No I would not face the last snowstorm of the year 不，我不会面对今年最后雪灾

No I would not face the last snowstorm of the year 不，我不会面对今年最后雪灾