我抚摸着我胸骨上的一块刺痛，那就是她披着秀发的头曾有一两次靠在我的心房的地方。
I touched the pain in my chest. It was the place where she had one or two times in my hair.
我不是说唱歌手，我是一个多元宇宙的传奇。
Ring the bells that still can ring, forget your perfect offering. There is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in.
太阳升起前的黎明是最黑暗的。
