Sunday, February 7, 2010

A-Yue - Yearning Is a Kind of Sickness

In a lifetime how many times are you too late

in discovering you’ve already lost what’s most important to you

Sudden realizations are long gone, why is it only after making mistakes

that you’re willing to believe that you are the one who was wrong


They say that’s just life, you have to try and learn from experience

Try enduring falling tears or you’ll hide yourself away from the feelings you should have

I can’t plead with the world to stop turning

I know avoidance isn’t useful at all


It’s just that right now, especially at night

I’ll still think of things that are hard to forget

I think my yearning is a kind of sickness, for so long I haven’t been able to recover from it


Frantically forgetting that the people beside us need love and concern

excuses always increase the distance between us

Unwittingly, unknowingly, we’re always busy complaining and disobeying

yet we’re unwilling to look back and examine ourselves

Thinking of what foolish things we’ve actually done

perhaps it’s God testing me


It’s just that this wound requires a bit of time

it’s just that I yearn for everything that has passed

Those people and things are far from me

and we eventually will also find distance turned to memories


When you are on the other side of the mountains and hills, there’s no end to my lonely road

I often think I feel you breathing behind my ears, but I’ve never felt the breath of your deepest thoughts

Oh yearning is a kind of sickness, a kind of sickness


For how long have you not said I love you

for how long have you not embraced the people you love

When this world is no longer so lovely

only love can make things better

I believe, it’s still not too late, ignore those constant disruptions

Don’t make unhappy things stop your progress

I’m just afraid you won’t speak, just afraid you won’t act

Don’t let the regret continue, it’s still not too late

When you finally found love and if you have the chance, you just have to grab it before it slips away. We won't be able to meet the same person for twice in life. Once you miss it, it's gonna be forever. Until then, it's too late to say sorry.

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