Lyrics and translation 林峯 - 赤地轉機

赤地轉機

遊到赤地 假設懸命於一線
都不在乎你
如快樂已是過期 亦都給你
這厭惡受不起
還要再避 可以循例敷衍你
磨滅兩週 再沒轉機
心死前再也沒法講 就像被隔離
原來失望夠 愛情無論多深厚
始終都變舊
沒有招惹詛咒 或者追究
跟你還是分手
無須內疚 各自尋覓得拯救
為何還在拖手
抑或相處下去等於揭開傷口
是快樂過都不需佔有

遊到赤地 假設懸命於一線
都不在乎你
如快樂已是過期 亦都給你
這厭惡受不起
還要再避 可以循例敷衍你
磨滅兩週 再沒轉機
心死前再也沒法講 就像被隔離
原來失望夠 愛情無論多深厚
始終都變舊
沒有招惹詛咒 或者追究
跟你還是分手
無須內疚 各自尋覓得拯救
為何還在拖手
抑或相處下去等於揭開傷口
是快樂過都不需佔有

為何還在心不對口
只怕我們沒法突破這關口
就算不開口 然後
原來失望夠 愛情無論多深厚
始終都變舊
沒有招惹詛咒 或者追究
跟你還是分手
無須內疚 各自尋覓得拯救
為何還在拖手
抑或相處下去等於揭開傷口
是快樂過都不需佔有
假設有 更難自救

Turning Point

I've reached a dead end, let's say we're desperately holding on to a thread
You don't care about me anymore
If happiness has expired, I'll give it to you
This disgust is unbearable
I'll dodge it again, I can just go through the usual motions with you
Two weeks of grinding, there's no more turning back
Before my heart dies, I can't speak anymore, it's like being quarantined
It turns out that when there's enough disappointment, love, no matter how deep it is
Will always grow old
I didn't invoke any curses or seek revenge
I'm still breaking up with you
No need for guilt, we'll each find our own salvation
Why are we still holding hands?
Or is continuing to get along just like reopening old wounds?
It's happiness that doesn't need to be possessed

I've reached a dead end, let's say we're desperately holding on to a thread
You don't care about me anymore
If happiness has expired, I'll give it to you
This disgust is unbearable
I'll dodge it again, I can just go through the usual motions with you
Two weeks of grinding, there's no more turning back
Before my heart dies, I can't speak anymore, it's like being quarantined
It turns out that when there's enough disappointment, love, no matter how deep it is
Will always grow old
I didn't invoke any curses or seek revenge
I'm still breaking up with you
No need for guilt, we'll each find our own salvation
Why are we still holding hands?
Or is continuing to get along just like reopening old wounds?
It's happiness that doesn't need to be possessed

Why are our hearts and words still at odds?
I'm afraid we won't be able to break through this barrier
Even if we don't say it, and then
It turns out that when there's enough disappointment, love, no matter how deep it is
Will always grow old
I didn't invoke any curses or seek revenge
I'm still breaking up with you
No need for guilt, we'll each find our own salvation
Why are we still holding hands?
Or is continuing to get along just like reopening old wounds?
It's happiness that doesn't need to be possessed
If we pretend, it will be harder to save ourselves