Today, I burned your old love letters; 今天，我烧了你的旧情书;

I burned them gently, one by one. 我烧他们轻轻地，一个接一个。

And as I light the flame, I'd read it, 当我点燃火焰，我会读它，

So I could see what you had done. 这样我就可以看到你做了什么。

   

The first you wrote me was the sweetest: 第一，你给我写了最甜蜜的：

The last one broke my heart in two. 两个最后一个伤了我的心脏。

Our love now lies among the embers, 我们的爱现在所在的余烬中，

In the ashes of your letters tied in blue. 在你的信绑在蓝色的骨灰。

   

And as I burned your old love letters, 当我烧了你的旧情书，

It brought back mem'ries from the past. 它带回memries从过去。

It told about you and your new love, 它讲述了一个关于你和你的新欢，

A love I knew could never last. 一个爱我知道不可能持续。

   

The first you wrote me was the sweetest: 第一，你给我写了最甜蜜的：

The last one broke my heart in two. 两个最后一个伤了我的心脏。

And as I light the flame, I'd read it, 当我点燃火焰，我会读它，

For I can say: "I still love you." 对于我可以说： “我仍然爱你。 ”