All finale has been written out

　　All tears have set forward

　　But I forgot suddenly how it began

　　In that old summer that never comes back again

　　No matter how I go for searching

　　You only pass by at a young age like a cloud shadow

　　A smiling face super pale and shallow

　　After sunset gradually faded behind a host of hills

　　Then to the yellow fly page I turn

　　Fate binds it up, utmost clumsy

　　Tears in my eyes,I read again and again

　　Having to admit that youth is a book so hastily written

　　青春

　　所有的结局都已写好

　　所有的泪水也都已启程

　　却忽然忘了是怎样的一个开始

　　在那个古老的不再回来的夏日

　　无论我如何地去追索

　　年轻的你只如云影掠过

　　而你微笑的面容极浅极淡

　　逐渐隐没在日落后的群岚

　　遂翻开那发黄的扉页

　　命运将它装订得极为拙劣

　　含著泪 我一读再读

　　却不得不承认

　　青春是一本太仓促的书