Paroles et traduction Eason Chan - 傅科擺

傅科擺

還搖晃 無風不起浪
別詢問 多少海拔
盪下去 什麼也不要想
任命運 去興風作浪
我寧願 我誰都不像
裝啞巴 抵死不說謊話
(不記得那些狂妄 夢想)
浮世繪 眾生皮相
歇斯底里 心有不甘
寄望墜落 探底 然後反彈
自尊像貪念 無窮膨脹
找到你之前 我不怕
將全部賭上
為什麼 姿態很緊張
為什麼 孤單不野放
為什麼 在關鍵時刻 少了優雅
我自問自答
不請求 誰的見諒
沒那樣 聖潔或骯髒
等待救贖 如此這般
管不住 他們的嘴巴
我只好 長出肩膀
接住你 什麼也不敢想
還不夠 攤牌的籌碼
傅科擺 沒可能停下
鏡子裡 不認識的模樣
(我看著自己部分 死)
浮世繪 眾生皮相
歇斯底里 心有不甘
寄望墜落 探底 然後反彈
自尊像貪念 無窮膨脹
找到你之前 我不怕
將全部賭上
為什麼 姿態很緊張
為什麼 孤單不野放
為什麼 在關鍵時刻 少了優雅
我自問自答
不請求 誰的見諒
沒那樣 聖潔或骯髒
等待救贖 如此這般 (woo)
自尊像貪念 無窮膨脹
找到你之前 我不怕
將全部賭上
為什麼 姿態很緊張
為什麼 孤單不野放
為什麼 在關鍵時刻 少了優雅
我自問自答
不請求 誰的見諒
沒那樣 聖潔或骯髒
等待救贖 如此這般
如此這般

Foucault's Pendulum

It still swings, moved by an unseen force
Don't ask how high it'll go
Just let yourself swing, don't think about anything
Let fate do whatever it wants
I'd rather not be like anyone else
I'll pretend to be mute, and never tell a lie
(I can't remember those arrogant dreams anymore)
In this floating world, people are just appearances
I'm hysterical, and I'm not satisfied
I hope to fall to the bottom and then bounce back
My pride is like my greed, it's endlessly expanding
Before I find you, I'm not afraid
I'll bet everything on it
Why am I so tense?
Why am I so lonely and not free?
Why am I so lacking in grace at critical moments?
I ask myself these questions
And I don't beg for anyone's forgiveness
I'm not so pure or so dirty
I'm waiting for redemption, like this
I can't control what they say
So I have to grow a pair of shoulders
I'll catch you, no matter what
It's not enough, I need more chips to play
Foucault's pendulum can't stop swinging
The person in the mirror is a stranger
(I'm watching myself die, in part)
In this floating world, people are just appearances
I'm hysterical, and I'm not satisfied
I hope to fall to the bottom and then bounce back
My pride is like my greed, it's endlessly expanding
Before I find you, I'm not afraid
I'll bet everything on it
Why am I so tense?
Why am I so lonely and not free?
Why am I so lacking in grace at critical moments?
I ask myself these questions
And I don't beg for anyone's forgiveness
I'm not so pure or so dirty
I'm waiting for redemption, like this (woo)
My pride is like my greed, it's endlessly expanding
Before I find you, I'm not afraid
I'll bet everything on it
Why am I so tense?
Why am I so lonely and not free?
Why am I so lacking in grace at critical moments?
I ask myself these questions
And I don't beg for anyone's forgiveness
I'm not so pure or so dirty
I'm waiting for redemption, like this
Like this