| 歌曲 | Un Dernier Verre (Pour La Route) |
| 歌手 | Beirut |
| 专辑 | The Flying Club Cup |
| 作曲 : Condon, Strauch | |
| Come, sit at the table under | |
| October's able skies, | |
| Once we'd seen eye to eye, | |
| I'd known that | |
| I'd pass you by, and | |
| I tried. The bell's chime seven times | |
| Completed at nine | |
| The world moves on, | |
| I find, No, but | |
| I, Learned of time by your hands. | |
| And in shallow waters, then, | |
| I learned not to swim but to lie, | |
| I await for none, ten or twenty to burn out | |
| I insist on doubts, | |
| We're already laying on the glass, the glass... |
| zuò qǔ : Condon, Strauch | |
| Come, sit at the table under | |
| October' s able skies, | |
| Once we' d seen eye to eye, | |
| I' d known that | |
| I' d pass you by, and | |
| I tried. The bell' s chime seven times | |
| Completed at nine | |
| The world moves on, | |
| I find, No, but | |
| I, Learned of time by your hands. | |
| And in shallow waters, then, | |
| I learned not to swim but to lie, | |
| I await for none, ten or twenty to burn out | |
| I insist on doubts, | |
| We' re already laying on the glass, the glass... |