Empty Chairs At Empty Tables

There's a grief that can't be spoken. There's a pain goes on and on. Empty chairs at empty tables Now my friends are dead and gone. Here they talked of revolution. Here it was they lit the flame. Here they sang about `tomorrow' And tomorrow never cam

There's a grief that can't be spoken. 此番哀恸 难以言说 There's a pain goes on and on. 此间苦痛 无从逃脱 Empty chairs at empty tables 空椅无人 独余空桌 Now my friends are dead and gone. 而今吾友 皆已殇折 Here they talked of revolution. 曾于此处 畅言革命 Here it was they lit the flame. 同在此处