Paroles et traduction Ice Paper feat. 孤矢 - 白媚生(feat. 孤矢)

白媚生(feat. 孤矢)

傲雪淩霜披上頭 勿顯清高平心謀
只為清閒舉杯醉 敢輕富貴笑王侯
仗筆天涯尋夢人 路人難得幾回聞
若有知己共橋上 不枉此行度餘生
春風吹 吹皺眉
百無一用的讀書人
他攤開手掌對我說
怨我太囉嗦 怪我太笨拙
時辰正巧見了鬼
知之甚少倒了杯賠罪
敢問閣下是哪一位 生前是誰
她慢慢抬起頭 曾幾相逢的妝
哀泣似月如鉤 不禁人心發慌
沒時間介紹我自己
和妖怪講什麼道理
暗自下決心要逃離
奈何手無縛雞之力
可轉念一想人間更可怕
不如解救那故事中的她
雙手還有些許溫度
勢必將你抽離束縛
趕在黎明破曉之際
找到屬於你的歸宿
傲雪淩霜披上頭 勿顯清高平心謀
只為清閒舉杯醉 敢輕富貴笑王侯
仗筆天涯尋夢人 路人難得幾回聞
若有知己共橋上 不枉此行度餘生

不識書中仙 終日太瘋癲
手握書卷踱步思量忽蹙眉聳肩
歎道 時運不濟 數年屢試不第
不知還要熬多少春夏秋冬天
忽聞窗外傳來了哀泣
遂循聲而去見一白衣少女
不明其來曆 且探聽她來意
低頭不語 卻指向那遠處的廟宇
她轉身離去 也不知怎麼就看得出神
跟到山野孤墳 這夜黑無人
可一介讀書人 心裏真是害
怕遇到個野匪巫人 或是野鬼孤魂
她似笑非笑 綽約多姿 媚眼如絲
着實懾人心魄 一時竟不知
此是現實幻影還是被夢 境縛之

傲雪淩霜披上頭 勿顯清高平心謀
只為清閒舉杯醉 敢輕富貴笑王侯
仗筆天涯尋夢人 路人難得幾回聞
若有知己共橋上 不枉此行度餘生

White Meisheng (feat. Lonely Arrow)

I wear the head of a noble snow-capped mountain, but I don't act noble. I'm open-minded.
I just want to relax and get drunk. I dare to despise the rich and laugh at the kings.
I travel the world with my pen, looking for dreamers. It's rare to meet passersby who understand me.
If I had a friend to share a bridge with, it wouldn't be in vain to spend the rest of my life here.
The spring wind blows, making my brows crease.
I'm a good-for-nothing scholar.
He opens his palm to me.
He complains that I talk too much and that I'm clumsy.
The timing is just right to see a ghost.
He knows very little and pours me a drink to apologize.
May I ask who you are, Your Excellency? Who were you in your previous life?
She slowly lifts her head, her face is familiar.
She cries like a crescent moon, making my heart panic.
I don't have time to introduce myself.
What's the point of talking to a monster?
I secretly decide to run away.
But my hands are tied.
But on second thought, the human world is even more terrifying.
I might as well save the girl in the story.
My hands are still a bit warm.
I'll free you from your shackles.
Before dawn breaks,
I'll find your home.
I wear the head of a noble snow-capped mountain, but I don't act noble. I'm open-minded.
I just want to relax and get drunk. I dare to despise the rich and laugh at the kings.
I travel the world with my pen, looking for dreamers. It's rare to meet passersby who understand me.
If I had a friend to share a bridge with, it wouldn't be in vain to spend the rest of my life here.

I don't know the immortals in the books, I'm too crazy all day long.
I hold the scroll and walk, thinking, and suddenly my eyebrows furrow and my shoulders rise.
I sigh that my luck is bad, and I have failed the exams several times over the years.
I don't know how many more springs, summers, autumns, and winters I have to endure.
Suddenly, I hear a cry outside the window.
So I follow the sound and see a girl in white.
Not knowing her origin, I ask her intentions.
She looks down without saying anything, but points to the distant temple.
She turns and leaves, and I don't know how I got so lost in thought.
I follow her to the lonely grave on the mountain, where there is no one in the dark night.
But as a mere scholar, my heart is really afraid.
I'm afraid of meeting a robber, a witch, or a lonely ghost.
She smiles and doesn't smile, her figure is graceful, her eyes are charming.
It really frightens my soul. For a moment, I don't know.
Whether this is a reality or a dream.

I wear the head of a noble snow-capped mountain, but I don't act noble. I'm open-minded.
I just want to relax and get drunk. I dare to despise the rich and laugh at the kings.
I travel the world with my pen, looking for dreamers. It's rare to meet passersby who understand me.
If I had a friend to share a bridge with, it wouldn't be in vain to spend the rest of my life here.