青春（youthfulness）--席慕容
所有的结局都已写好
everything is destined
所有的泪水也都已启程
tears start to run
却忽然忘了是怎麽样的一个开始
forget all of a sudden how it begins
在那个古老的不再回来的夏日
at that old summer day no longer returning
无论我如何地去追索
ignoring how hard i pursue
年轻的你只如云影掠过
beautiful you just fly away like clounds shadow
而你微笑的面容极浅极淡
the slight smile on your face
逐渐隐没在日落后的群岚
fade away behind those mountains after sunset
遂翻开那发黄的扉页
open that old-yellow page
命运将它装订得极为拙劣
it was binded so roughly by fate
含著泪 我一读再读
i again read, allowing tears running
却不得不承认
yet have to admit that
青春是一本太仓促的书
too young too naive
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青春是一本仓促的书，来不及明白就已经逝去。
但谁没有个尴尬的青春?
