Paroles et traduction 周杰倫 - 夜曲+竊愛 (Live)

夜曲+竊愛 (Live)

一群嗜血的螞蟻 被腐肉所吸引 我面無表情 看孤獨的風景
失去妳 愛恨開始分明 失去妳 還有什麼事好關心
當鴿子不再象徵和平 我終於被提醒 廣場上餵食的是禿鷹
我用漂亮的押韻 形容被掠奪一空的愛情

啊 烏雲開始遮蔽 夜色不乾淨 公園裡 葬禮的回音 在漫天飛行
送妳的 白色玫瑰 在純黑的環境凋零 烏鴉在樹枝上詭異的很安靜
靜靜聽 我黑色的大衣 想溫暖妳 日漸冰冷的回憶 走過的 走過的 生命
啊 四周瀰漫霧氣 我在空曠的墓地 老去後還愛妳

為妳彈奏蕭邦的夜曲 紀念我死去的愛情
而我為妳隱姓埋名 在月光下彈琴
對妳心跳的感應 還是如此溫熱親近
懷念妳那鮮紅的唇印

那些斷翅的蜻蜓 散落在這森林 而我的眼睛 沒有絲毫同情
失去妳 淚水混濁不清 失去妳 我連笑容都有陰影
風在長滿青苔的屋頂 嘲笑我的傷心 像一口沒有水的枯井
我用淒美的字型 描繪後悔莫及的那愛情

為妳彈奏蕭邦的夜曲 紀念我死去的愛情
跟夜風一樣的聲音 心碎的很好聽
手在鍵盤敲很輕 我給的思念很小心
妳埋葬的地方叫幽冥

為妳彈奏蕭邦的夜曲 紀念我死去的愛情
而我為妳隱姓埋名 在月光下彈琴
對妳心跳的感應 還是如此溫熱親近
懷念妳那鮮紅的唇印

我在畫裡的橋 吹著口哨 煙火城堡 還空一角等 你的擁抱
多美的愛情 美的愛情 為了它神魂顛倒

Nocturne+Stolen Love (Live)

A swarm of bloodthirsty ants, drawn to rotting flesh, I watch with a blank expression, a desolate landscape.
Losing you, love and hate become distinct. Losing you, what else is there to care about?
When doves no longer symbolize peace, I'm finally reminded, those being fed in the square are vultures.
I use beautiful rhymes to describe a love that's been plundered and emptied.

Ah, dark clouds begin to cover, the night is unclean. In the park, echoes of a funeral are flying all over the sky.
The white roses I sent you are withering in a pure black environment. Crows on the branches are eerily quiet.
Listen quietly, my black coat wants to warm your increasingly cold memories. The life we walked through, the life we walked through.
Ah, mist pervades all around, I'm in a desolate graveyard. Even when I'm old, I'll still love you.

I play Chopin's Nocturne for you, commemorating our dead love.
And for you, I conceal my name and play the piano under the moonlight.
The feeling of your heartbeat is still so warm and close.
I miss your bright red lip print.

Those broken-winged dragonflies are scattered throughout this forest, and my eyes hold no pity.
Losing you, my tears are muddy and unclear. Losing you, even my smile has a shadow.
The wind on the moss-covered roof mocks my sadness, like a dry well without water.
I use tragic and beautiful fonts to depict that love I regret so much.

I play Chopin's Nocturne for you, commemorating our dead love.
A sound like the night wind, heartbreak sounds so beautiful.
My hands tap the keyboard lightly, the longing I give is cautious.
The place where you are buried is called the underworld.

I play Chopin's Nocturne for you, commemorating our dead love.
And for you, I conceal my name and play the piano under the moonlight.
The feeling of your heartbeat is still so warm and close.
I miss your bright red lip print.

On the bridge in the painting, I whistle. The fireworks castle still has a corner empty, waiting for your embrace.
Such beautiful love, beautiful love, it makes me lose my mind.