Текст и перевод песни William So - 也許

也許

懶懶風扇不經意地打轉 風輕也軟 像我舊記憶一串
沒有太刻意 追憶往日的你 你卻飄至 在心中打轉

我再跟你披起往事千串 飄得遠遠 沒有辦法算出多遠
但你我不見 匆匆已十多季 我怎麼會 仍隱隱依戀

也許當天的痴未完 想講的講未完
曾被逼吹熄的火也許未全熄去仍溫暖
也許所戀的戀未完 惟盪進淡淡記憶中
不捨去 在打轉 在轉

也許當天的痴未完 想講的講未完
曾被迫吹熄的火也許未全熄去仍溫暖
也許所戀的戀未完 惟盪進淡淡記憶中
不捨去 在打轉 在轉

我再跟你披起往事千串 飄得遠遠 沒有辦法算出多遠
但你我不見 匆匆已十多季 我怎麼會 仍隱隱依戀

也許當天的痴未完 想講的講未完
曾被迫吹熄的火也許未全熄去仍溫暖
也許所戀的戀未完 惟盪進淡淡記憶中
不捨去 在打轉 在轉

也許當天的痴未完 想講的講未完
曾被迫吹熄的火也許未全熄去仍溫暖
也許所戀的戀未完 惟盪進淡淡記憶中
不捨去 在打轉 在轉

Perhaps

Lazy fan spins inadvertently The wind is gentle and soft Like my old memories
Not deliberately pursuing Memories of you You drift along In the spin of my heart

I again drape myself with thousands of memories of us Drifting far It's impossible to work out how far
But you and I are nowhere to be seen We've hurridly passed more than a dozen seasons How is it that I'm still vaguely attached

Perhaps the infatuation that day wasn't over Those things I wanted to say, I hadn't said
The desire that was once extinguished Perhaps a little warmth remains
Perhaps the love that was loved wasn't done It just melted into distant memories
Unwilling to let go, spinning and spinning

Perhaps the infatuation that day wasn't over Those things I wanted to say, I hadn't said
The desire that was once extinguished Perhaps a little warmth remains
Perhaps the love that was loved wasn't done It just melted into distant memories
Unwilling to let go, spinning and spinning

I again drape myself with thousands of memories of us Drifting far It's impossible to work out how far
But you and I are nowhere to be seen We've hurridly passed more than a dozen seasons How is it that I'm still vaguely attached

Perhaps the infatuation that day wasn't over Those things I wanted to say, I hadn't said
The desire that was once extinguished Perhaps a little warmth remains
Perhaps the love that was loved wasn't done It just melted into distant memories
Unwilling to let go, spinning and spinning

Perhaps the infatuation that day wasn't over Those things I wanted to say, I hadn't said
The desire that was once extinguished Perhaps a little warmth remains
Perhaps the love that was loved wasn't done It just melted into distant memories
Unwilling to let go, spinning and spinning