一百年前，我很孤独

Time lengthy, I was lonely

一百年以后

And now on

我依然孤独

I carry the same

孤独像时钟的指针一样

Like the clock sticks in seconds

反复不得以回转

In circles and no other way

我想走到

How I try to go

人生时钟的背面去

Round to the back of the living clock

靠双手去调转一切

Reset firmly, with my hands

我调转了一百年

I’ve tried to change the lifetime

也花费了一百年

While just spending it

那面钟

But the clock

没有改变

Never changed its face

也没有停下

And never delayed

它慢慢地迫切地循环

It slowly, impatiently revolves

我想这是不幸中的万幸

I know hope from the death