Paroles et traduction 莊心妍 - 自行了断

自行了断

谁和谁擦肩谁和谁永远
相逢一醉续前缘
就怕路太长找不到终点
两个世界画不到一个圆
谁和谁红颜谁和谁爱恋
弹指一挥在瞬间
情到最深处相见恨太晚
两颗爱心支撑一片天
爱与不爱自行了断
无法修复的是缺憾
宁缺毋滥离开各自视线
彼此遗忘是最后的纪念
爱与不爱自行了断
不能原谅的是欺骗
一世相连才是爱的答案
天长地久是最美的画面
谁和谁擦肩谁和谁永远
相逢一醉续前缘
就怕路太长找不到终点
两个世界画不到一个圆
谁和谁红颜谁和谁爱恋
弹指一挥在瞬间
情到最深处相见恨太晚
两颗爱心支撑一片天
爱与不爱自行了断
无法修复的是缺憾
宁缺毋滥离开各自视线
彼此遗忘是最后的纪念
爱与不爱自行了断
不能原谅的是欺骗
一世相连才是爱的答案
天长地久是最美的画面
爱与不爱自行了断
无法修复的是缺憾
宁缺毋滥离开各自视线
彼此遗忘是最后的纪念
爱与不爱自行了断
不能原谅的是欺骗
一世相连才是爱的答案
天长地久是最美的画面

Parting Voluntarily

Darling, who stays and who goes?
Who binds us together in this forever flow?
How I fear this path may end in vain,
Our hearts yearn for a love that cannot be contained.
Darling, who's my love? Who holds my heart?
In this fleeting moment, as time takes its start,
Our love is but a dream, too long delayed,
Two souls entwined, a love so deeply displayed.
My dear, the choice is ours to make, or part,
For fractured hearts can never mend or restart.
Better to let go, to walk our separate ways,
To forge new paths, to fill our empty days.
My dear, the choice is ours to make, or cleave,
For betrayal's wound is one we cannot leave.
A love that stands the test of time is rare,
A tapestry of days, beyond compare.
Darling, who stays and who goes?
Who binds us together in this forever flow?
How I fear this path may end in vain,
Our hearts yearn for a love that cannot be contained.
Darling, who's my love? Who holds my heart?
In this fleeting moment, as time takes its start,
Our love is but a dream, too long delayed,
Two souls entwined, a love so deeply displayed.
My dear, the choice is ours to make, or part,
For fractured hearts can never mend or restart.
Better to let go, to walk our separate ways,
To forge new paths, to fill our empty days.
My dear, the choice is ours to make, or cleave,
For betrayal's wound is one we cannot leave.
A love that stands the test of time is rare,
A tapestry of days, beyond compare.
My dear, the choice is ours to make, or part,
For fractured hearts can never mend or restart.
Better to let go, to walk our separate ways,
To forge new paths, to fill our empty days.
My dear, the choice is ours to make, or cleave,
For betrayal's wound is one we cannot leave.
A love that stands the test of time is rare,
A tapestry of days, beyond compare.