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时间都去哪了，它又是怎么样子呢? Where is the time? What does it look like? 街道为什么如此的寂静，什么时候那些粗壮的法国梧桐变得苍老，那些陪我一起歌唱的鸟儿呢，他们都去哪儿了?就在我不经意间，它们都走了吗。 Wutong street, why so quiet, when those strong French Indus grow old, those birds that accompany me to sing, what have they gone what? 音韵的旋律，是什么时候带了淡淡的忧伤?是什么时候，那些欢乐的笑声，变得悲凉?时间都去哪儿了，我为什么不知道?那些我亲爱的亲人们，他们都去哪儿了，他们还回来吗，我还没向他们道别呢，我还不想让他们走呢。如果我可以永远停留在现在，那是否可以让时间把我的亲人也留住? When does the melody of melody bring light sadness? When do those happy laughter become sad? Where is the time? Why don't I know? Where are my dear relatives? Are they still coming back? I haven't said goodbye to them yet. I don't want them to go yet. If I can stay in the present forever, can I let time keep my relatives? 时间，到底都去哪儿了?那青涩的黑发，什么时候变得斑白，那年轻的父母，什么时候有了皱纹?时间都在我的每个动作间溜走了，都走了……只留下我一个孤独的人，徘徊在自己的世界里。 Where has time gone? When has the green black hair become gray, when has the young parents got wrinkles? Time has slipped away in my every action, gone Only leave me a lonely person, wandering in their own world. | 
