I recall polar days like these by the Zora river
回想起那些极昼的日子 索拉河波光粼粼
Before heading nearby to quench my thirst
我俯下身啜饮冰凉河水 甘洌刺骨的寒意袭来
Writers and few musicians among the local drunk
落魄写手和音乐家厮混在醉醺醺的酒馆
Tentative relief, together blank
能否有一丝解脱 在混沌无序的白夜
So I dream about C.R.E.A.M. tonight
今夜我在梦里与它缠绵
White flag night
白色旗帜在夜晚的寒风里翻卷飞舞
Wicked night
这罪恶的夜 被诅咒的天空
‘Cause
可能是我
I miss October nights in Parc
我太过想念十月的Prac 那美丽温柔的夜晚
Miss the corner store small talk
想念城市角落里的小店 和那些熟悉的闲聊
Smoke indoors past four
一个人静静吸烟 等待天亮
Come on Jean-Talon
我的Jean-Talon 来到我身边吧
I miss October nights in Parc
我太过想念十月的Prac 那美丽温柔的夜晚
Miss the corner store small talk
想念城市角落里的小店 和那些熟悉的闲聊
Smoke indoors past four
一个人静静吸烟 等待天亮