Between my love and me three hundred nights

我的爱和我之间就要垒起

Like three hundred walls will have to be raised

三百个夜晚如同三百垛墙，

And the sea shall be like magic between us.

而大海就像魔法阻隔于你我之间。

Nothing will remain except memories.

没有别的了只剩下回忆。

O afternoons brought in with suffering,

活该受折磨的黄昏啊

The nights aspiring to see you,

期望着见到你的夜晚。

The fields on my way, the firmament

你的道路穿过田野，

That I am seeing and losing…

苍穹下我走来又离去。

你我的分离已经肯定如大理石

Certain as marble

使无数其他的黄昏更加忧伤。

Your absence shall sadden other afternoons.