吊泪 tear stops

为什么，难道伤心到了尽头，是掉不出一滴眼泪吗？

Is it hard to even have a drop of tear, when the hurt reaches the limit,

我真的很想哭，因为我相信，哭过以后，我会舒服些，

I really feels like crying, because I believe that will makes me feels better,

可是，为什么就是哭不出呢？

But, why cat I?

心情真的好复杂，复杂到我不知该如何形容。

I feels so complicated, till I have no words to describe.

爵士乐已不再为我解忧；

Blues and jazz doenst bring away my blues;

脸上已不再有真心的欢笑；

Sincere smile doesn’t appear again, on my face;

抽烟已不再带走我的愁；

Smoking doesn’t bring away my sadness;

生活已不再有路可选；

I have no path to choose anymore in my life;

脑中已想不到句子可写；

Have no clues what to potray;

到底活着还有什么意义？我不懂，

Is there any more meaning to live? I wonder,

我，好像是第一次，

I think, this is the very first time,

好像什么都想不到，有好像太多的东西想，

There’s nothing I can think, or there’s too much to think,

句子的次序乱到完，

Sequences no longer link with sentences,

脑中的画面是不停的转，

Pictures goes round and round and round and round,

可是没有重点，没有终点，没有一个是清楚的。

Points, endings, focuses…none.

想表达什么，想写什么？ 我不懂，

What do I want to express? What do I want to write? I don’t know

也许我就只想写，不停，

Maybe I just want to write, non-stop,

就像，它已代表了我的泪。。。

Just like taking over my tears, drop.