几年前的跑道 the lost track

On your mark, get set…go!

我站在第二条跑道。

I’m running on the 2nd track,

一如往常的紧张到胃痛，但也是这方法能让我跑得更快

As usual, I need my gastric to make me run faster.

不管是100米，400米，4X100米，4 X 400米

No matter it’s 100m,400m, 4x100m or 4x400m

观众的欢呼声，队友的加油声，仿佛都已被迎面而来的风刮走

Cheers from audiences, supports from the team,

只要我还在跑，那个世界里，只有我自己
seems to be taken away by the wind that coming towards my face,

不是为了奖牌而跑，而是为了跑而跑。
Not running for the medal, but running for the run,

不是为了终点而冲击，而是为终点而停止。

Not to finish at the finishing line, but stop for the finishing line

身上的汗水，满脸通红的喘不过气，

I sweat, I gasp for breath，

不是因为累了，只是享受着跑在跑道上的感觉。
Not because I am exhausted, just enjoying running on the tracks

转眼，已是数年前的事了。
Time flies, those were the days

看到跑道的热情不减当年，
My passions are still on the tracks,

只是遗憾在坐席看着终点。

But not my body that distance with the end.