一次日出后又是一個(gè)西沉的落日,，

Soon it’ll all be yesterday,，

而這一切不久后都會(huì)成為過(guò)去，

Another good day, another bad day,

開(kāi)心的一天,，失落的一天,，

What did you do today?

你今天都做了些什么？

Why do we choose to chase what we’ll lose?

為何我們總是要去追求那些終將離我們而去之物,？

What you want isn’t what you have.

你所追求的并非你所擁有的,，

What you have may not be yours, to keep.

而你所擁有的也可能并不屬于你，不是你所能珍藏之物,，

If I could find love, at a stop, in a park with open arms,

倘若我能尋到我之所愛(ài),，也許是在一個(gè)車站，或一個(gè)公園,，我會(huì)展開(kāi)我的雙臂去迎接它,，

I would save all my love, in a jar, made of spark, sealed in my beating heart,

我會(huì)將我的愛(ài)存于一個(gè)由熱情制成的罐子，并將它放入我那不斷躍動(dòng)的心,，

Could it be yours to keep, the Jar of Love.

你會(huì)珍惜這一罐甜蜜的愛(ài)嗎,？

Another left turn, another head turns, 

一個(gè)左轉(zhuǎn)又是一個(gè)路口，

Could he be someone I deserve?

他會(huì)是那個(gè)我所等待的人嗎,？