Paroles et traduction George Lam - 旧居中的钢琴

旧居中的钢琴

公 司: warner music hk
（白）旧居中的钢琴 旧歌中的爱人
只差一个音 没法可觅寻
旧居中的钢琴 奏不出的爱恨
昨天的歌已变了音
就在指尖起跌间 曾摩擦着彼此灿烂
但在高低轻重间 情各走极端的界限
如若怪 怪你或我 并未能 完全习惯
从放肆步入平静 一声不响的变幻
活在一起不算贪 为何变调不懂再弹
是由自奏得太紧 而我思明感得太慢
情没法永远独奏 亦难重弹旧爱
一个个段落 无法循环
回头望昨日太好 终于分开也好
年少哪里懂得 共度一生的朝与暮
尽管得到快乐 未必真的知道
谁令我最痛苦 最骄傲
旧居中的钢琴 旧歌中的爱人
只偏差一个音 没法可再觅寻
旧居中的钢琴 奏不出的爱恨
昨天的歌变了音 为了一个裂痕
回头望昨日太好 终于分开也好
年少哪里懂得 共度一生的朝与暮
尽管得到快乐 未必真的知道
谁令我最痛苦 最骄傲
旧居中的钢琴 旧歌中的爱人
只偏差一个音 没法可再觅寻
旧居中的钢琴 奏不出的爱恨
昨天的歌变了音 为了一个裂痕
旧居中的钢琴 旧歌中的爱人
只偏差一个音 没法可再觅寻
旧居中的钢琴 奏不出的爱恨
昨天的歌变了音 为了一个裂痕

Piano in Old Abode

Company: warner music hk
(White) The piano in the old abode, the lover in the old song
With just one note off, it's impossible to search
The piano in the old abode, the love and hate that can't be played
Yesterday's song has changed its tune
At the rise and fall of my fingertips, we once rubbed against each other brilliantly
But between the highs and lows, our love reached the extremes
If I blame you or myself, neither of us could fully adapt
From indulgence to tranquility, a silent transformation
Living together is not greed, why do we change our tune and not know how to play again?
Is it because I play too tightly and my feelings are too slow?
Love can't always be played alone, and it's hard to replay old love
One by one, the sections cannot be repeated
Looking back, yesterday was so good, but finally separating is also good
How could we, as youngsters, understand the morning and evening of a lifetime together?
Although we gained happiness, we didn't necessarily really know
Who made me the most miserable and the proudest?
The piano in the old abode, the lover in the old song
With just one note off, it's impossible to search again
The piano in the old abode, the love and hate that can't be played
Yesterday's song has changed its tune, because of a rift
Looking back, yesterday was so good, but finally separating is also good
How could we, as youngsters, understand the morning and evening of a lifetime together?
Although we gained happiness, we didn't necessarily really know
Who made me the most miserable and the proudest?
The piano in the old abode, the lover in the old song
With just one note off, it's impossible to search again
The piano in the old abode, the love and hate that can't be played
Yesterday's song has changed its tune, because of a rift
The piano in the old abode, the lover in the old song
With just one note off, it's impossible to search again
The piano in the old abode, the love and hate that can't be played
Yesterday's song has changed its tune, because of a rift