Paroles et traduction HANA feat. Vincent Wong - 欲言又止 - 劇集 "溏心風暴3" 片尾曲

欲言又止 - 劇集 "溏心風暴3" 片尾曲

明明是認真想見你 為了旁觀者變成避忌
要說的 或者不應該說起

明明是願伸手抱你 沒有踏前一步便放棄
仰望崇拜你 完美得太離地

時常欲言又止 回復淡然日子 也許相處更容易
幻想開口講暗示 當真的對著時
你為何從未講我知 (我如何誠實講你知)

逃避欲言又止 旁白突然靜止 放手比愛你輕易
太多傷心的故事 想開口已太遲
仿佛到十年後仍類似 煽動劇情仍然未開始

曾懷著樂觀的勇氣 但我們的戀愛難順利 能同步 什麽令人想退避
全明白是天空再美 但我沒能把星光送你 我妒忌 誰人在與你一起

時常欲言又止 回復淡然日子 也許相處更容易
幻想開口講暗示 當真的對著時
你為何從未講我知 (我如何誠實講你知)

逃避欲言又止 旁白突然靜止 放手比愛你輕易
太多傷心的故事 想開口已太遲
仿佛到十年後仍類似 煽動劇情仍然未開始

時常欲言又止 回復淡然日子 也許相處更容易
幻想開口講暗示 當真的對著時
卻無能為力說心事

逃避欲言又止 旁白突然靜止 放手比固執輕易
太多傷心的故事 想開口已太遲 可知我為誰長留位置
似是盡頭原來未開始

Unspoken - Opening Song of TV Series "Heart of Greed 3"

Obviously I've wanted to see you so badly, but have been avoiding it because of bystanders
What I should say, or should not say

Obviously I've wanted to hold you in my arms, but have given up without taking a step forward
Admiring and gazing up to you, your perfection is too out of reach

Often holding back what I want to say, resuming our indifferent days, perhaps interacting would be easier
Imagining myself telling you what I feel, but when I'm really facing you
Why have you never told me anything? (How could I honestly tell you?)

Avoiding what I want to say, the narration suddenly stops, letting go is easier than loving you
There are too many sad stories, it's too late to speak up
As if even ten years later it would be the same, the plot of this drama has yet to start

I've always been optimistic and brave, but our love is hard to come by, to keep in sync, what makes one want to retreat
I completely understand that the sky is beautiful, but I couldn't give you the starlight, I'm jealous, who is with you now

Often holding back what I want to say, resuming our indifferent days, perhaps interacting would be easier
Imagining myself telling you what I feel, but when I'm really facing you
Why have you never told me anything? (How could I honestly tell you?)

Avoiding what I want to say, the narration suddenly stops, letting go is easier than loving you
There are too many sad stories, it's too late to speak up
As if even ten years later it would be the same, the plot of this drama has yet to start

Often holding back what I want to say, resuming our indifferent days, perhaps interacting would be easier
Imagining myself telling you what I feel, but when I'm really facing you
Yet I'm powerless to speak my mind

Avoiding what I want to say, the narration suddenly stops, letting go is easier than being stubborn
There are too many sad stories, it's too late to speak up, do you know who I've been leaving my seat for
It seems like the end, but it hasn't even started