Saturday, May 14, 2005

Qing Tian

故事的小黃花gu shi de xiao huang hua
從出生那年就飄著cong chu sheng na nian jiu piao zhe
童年的盪鞦韆tong nian de dang qiu qian
隨記憶一直晃到現在sui ji yi yi zhi huang dao xian zai
ㄖㄨㄟ　ㄙㄡ　ㄙㄡ　ㄒ一　ㄉㄡ　ㄒ一
ruay sou sou si dou si
ㄌㄚ　ㄙㄡ　ㄌㄚ　ㄒ一　ㄒ一　ㄒ一　ㄒ一　ㄌㄚ　ㄒ一　ㄌㄚ　ㄙㄡ
la sou la si si si si la si la sou
吹著前奏望著天空我想起花瓣試著掉落
chui zhe qian zou wang zhe tian kong wo xiang qi hua ban shi zhe diao luo
為妳翹課的那一天wei ni qiao ke de na yi tian
花落的那一天hua luo de na yi tian
教室的那一間jiao shi de na yi jian
我怎麼看不見wo zen me kan bu jian
消失的下雨天xiao shi de xia yu tian
我好想再淋一遍wo hao xiang zai lin yi bian
沒想到失去的勇氣我還留著mei xiang dao shi qu de yong qi wo hai liu zhe
好想再問一遍hao xiang zai wen yi bian
妳會等待還是離開ni hui deng dai hai shi li kai
颳風這天gua feng zhe tian
我試過握著妳手wo shi guo wo zhe ni shou
但偏偏dan pian pian
雨漸漸yu jian jian
大到我看妳不見da dao wo kan ni bu jian
還要多久hai yao duo jiu
我才能在妳身邊wo cai neng zai ni shen bian
等待放晴的那天deng dai fang qing de na tian
也許我會比較好一點ye xu wo hui bi jiao hao yi dian
從前從前cong qian cong qian
有個人愛妳很久you ge ren ai ni hen jiu
但偏偏dan pian pian
風漸漸feng jian jian
把距離吹得好遠ba ju li chui de hao yuan
好不容易hao bu rong yi
又能再多愛一天you neng zai duo ai yi tian
但故事的最後妳好像還是說了拜拜dan gu shi de zui hou ni hao xiang hai shi shuo liao bai bai

Fine Day
The spring flower of the story
Floats from that year when it was born
Swinging on a swing in childhood
Following memories always swaying till now
ruay sou sou si dou sila sou la si si si si la si la sou
Playing the prelude, watching the sky, I remember the petal trying to flop
That day when I skipped class for you
That day when flowers fall
That classroom
How come I couldn’t see
The disappeared rainy sky?
I really want to be drenched again
Never thought that I still keep the courage that I have lost
Really want to ask again
Will you wait or leave?
This day of the typhoon
I tried to hold onto your hand
But yet
Rain gradually
Heavy to the point that I cannot see you
How much longer
Before I can be at your side?
Waiting for that day when it clears up
Maybe I will be a bit betterIn the past, in the past
There was someone who loved you for a long time
But yet
Wind gradually
Blows the distance really far apart
Not very easily
Once again be able to love a day more
But the end of the story it seems like you still said bye-bye

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