我不抽菸，所以看不懂你指尖的火焰

** I don't smoke, so I can't understand the flame at your fingertips

那明明滅滅，燒的是哪一種眷戀

** That flickering, what kind of longing is it burning?

(哪一種眷戀…)

** (What kind of longing…)

你說煙霧之上，是另一個無憂的世界

** You say above the smoke, is another carefree world

我向上仰望，只看見灰色的天

** I look up, only seeing the gray sky

(灰色的天…)

** (Gray sky…)

我不抽菸，所以不明白你吐出的纏綿

** I don't smoke, so I don't understand the lingering you exhale

那繚繞散去，是否也帶走一些思念

** Does that dissipating haze also take away some thoughts?

(帶走一些思念…)

** (Take away some thoughts…)

你說煙是伴侶，在孤單時給你慰藉

** You say cigarettes are companions, giving you comfort in loneliness

而我只能沉默，給你無煙的依偎

** And I can only be silent, giving you a smokeless closeness

指尖乾淨，沒有尼古丁的微黃

** Clean fingertips, without the slight yellow of nicotine

空氣透明，少了一種迷離的想像

** The air is clear, missing a kind of hazy imagination

你曾指縫間宇宙，吞吐寂寞的模樣

** You once held a universe between your fingers, exhaling loneliness

我只能旁觀，煙霧中你忽明忽暗的光

** I can only watch, the flickering light of you in the smoke

你說那是習慣，點燃片刻的釋放

** You say it's a habit, lighting up a moment of release

燃燒殆盡後，徒留灰色的憂傷

** After burning out, only gray sorrow remains

(灰色的憂傷…)

** (Gray sorrow…)

我不懂那滋味，如同不懂你眼底的霜

** I don't understand that taste, just like I don't understand the frost in your eyes

只是偶爾，會好奇那虛無的香

** Only occasionally, I'm curious about that empty fragrance

(那虛無的香…)

** (That empty fragrance…)

掌心溫暖，沒有燃燒後的冰涼

** Warm palms, without the coldness after burning

(沒有冰涼…)

** (Without coldness…)

呼吸坦蕩，少了一層欲語還休的屏障

** Frank breath, missing a layer of hesitant barrier

你習慣用煙霧，隔開現實的重量

** You're used to using smoke to separate yourself from the weight of reality

我只能靠近，用言語試探你心房

** I can only get closer, probing your heart with words

(試探你心房…)

** (Probing your heart…)

你說那是藉口，逃避片刻的慌張

** You say it's an excuse, escaping a moment of panic

燃燒殆盡後，徒留空洞的眼眶

** After burning out, only empty eye sockets remain

我不懂那依賴，如同不懂你鎖上的窗

** I don't understand that dependence, just like I don't understand your locked window

只是偶爾，會渴望能分擔你煙霧裡的傷

** Only occasionally, I long to share the pain in your smoke

(煙霧裡的傷…)

** (The pain in the smoke…)

也許有一天，你會放下手中那一點光

** Maybe one day, you will put down that little light in your hand

讓真實的陽光，照亮你眼底的微恙

** Let the real sunlight illuminate the slight ailment in your eyes

也許那時，我才能真正讀懂你

** Maybe then, I can truly understand you

藏在煙霧背後，不曾說出的徬徨

** The hesitation hidden behind the smoke, never spoken

我不抽菸，所以只能猜測你火焰的語言

** I don't smoke, so I can only guess the language of your flame

(火焰的語言…)

** (The language of the flame…)

那明明滅滅，是否也渴望被理解被看見

** Does that flickering also long to be understood and seen?

(渴望被理解被看見…)

** (Long to be understood and seen…)

你說煙霧散盡，世界依然殘缺

** You say when the smoke dissipates, the world is still incomplete

(依然殘缺…)

** (Still incomplete…)

而我希望，能給你一個無煙的完全

** And I hope to give you a smokeless completeness

(無煙的完全…)

** (Smokeless completeness…)

我不抽菸，但我願意分擔你吐出的疲倦

** I don't smoke, but I'm willing to share the weariness you exhale

(吐出的疲倦…)

** (The weariness you exhale…)

用清醒的目光，陪伴你走出每個黑夜

** With sober eyes, I accompany you through every dark night

(每個黑夜…)

** (Every dark night…)

你說煙是解脫，在迷失時給你方向

** You say cigarettes are a relief, giving you direction when lost

(給你方向…)

** (Give you direction…)

而我希望，能成為你無煙的燈塔

** And I hope to become your smokeless lighthouse

(無煙的燈塔…)

** (Smokeless lighthouse…)

指尖相觸，沒有煙草的氣味蔓延

** Fingertips touch, without the scent of tobacco spreading

只有彼此的溫度，安靜而直接

** Only each other's warmth, quiet and direct

我不抽菸，但我願意，用我的方式，給你安慰…

** I don't smoke, but I'm willing to, in my own way, give you comfort…