Through our life Who has never dreamed of burning And quietening down in the silence of ashes?

这生中我们谁不曾渴望，燃烧而后平息在殆尽的静寂里？

As the sun neared its setting and the fading light became a soft purpling where horizon met sky, we settled down, with no need of words, listening to the quietening sounds of day.

夕阳西斜，天地相接的地方，渐暗的光线变成柔和的紫色。 这时我们舒服地躺了下来，无需任何言语，只消聆听万籁渐静的声响。