Saturday sun came early one morning

星期六的阳光在清晨早早升起

In a sky so clear and blue

在那片湛蓝的天空下

Saturday sun came without warning

星期六的阳光突如其来

So no-one knew what to do.

没有人知道该怎么办。

Saturday sun brought people and faces

星期六的阳光带来了人群和面孔

That didnt seem much in their day

那些在他们的日子里看似平凡的人

But when I remember those people and places

但当我回忆起那些人和那些地方

They were really too good in their way.

他们以他们的方式真的太美好了。

In their way

以他们的方式

In their way

以他们的方式

Saturday sun wont come and see me today.

今天星期六的阳光不会来见我。

Think about stories with reason and rhyme

思考那些充满道理和韵律的故事

Circling through your brain.

在你的脑海中盘旋。

And think about people in their season and time

思考那些在他们的季节和时光中的人们

Returning again and again

一次又一次地回归

And again

一次又一次

And again

一次又一次

And saturdays sun has turned to sundays rain.

而星期六的阳光已经变成了星期天的雨。

So sunday sat in the saturday sun

于是星期天在星期六的阳光下坐着

And wept for a day gone by

为那已逝的日子流泪。