Paroles et traduction 周杰倫 - 青花瓷 (Live)

青花瓷 (Live)

素胚勾勒出青花 筆鋒濃轉淡
瓶身描繪的牡丹 一如妳初妝
冉冉檀香透過窗心事我了然
宣紙上走筆至此擱一半
釉色渲染仕女圖 韻味被私藏
而妳嫣然的一笑如含苞待放
妳的美一縷飄散 去到我去不了的地方

天青色等煙雨 而我在等妳
炊煙裊裊昇起 隔江千萬里
在瓶底書漢隸仿前朝的飄逸
就當我為遇見妳伏筆
天青色等煙雨 而我在等妳
月色被打撈起 暈開了結局
如傳世的青花瓷自顧自美麗 妳眼帶笑意

色白花青的錦鯉 躍然於碗底
臨摹宋體落款時 卻惦記著妳
妳隱藏在窯燒裡千年的秘密
極細膩猶如繡花針落地
簾外芭蕉惹驟雨 門環惹銅綠
而我路過那江南小鎮惹了妳
在潑墨山水畫裡 妳從墨色深處被隱去
天青色等煙雨 而我在等妳
炊煙裊裊昇起 隔江千萬里
在瓶底書漢隸仿前朝的飄逸
就當我為遇見妳伏筆
天青色等煙雨 而我在等妳
月色被打撈起 暈開了結局
如傳世的青花瓷自顧自美麗 妳眼帶笑意
天青色等煙雨 而我在等妳
炊煙裊裊昇起 隔江千萬里
在瓶底書漢隸仿前朝的飄逸
就當我為遇見妳伏筆
天青色等煙雨 而我在等妳
月色被打撈起 暈開了結局
如傳世的青花瓷自顧自美麗 妳眼帶笑意

Blue and White Porcelain (Live)

A plain embryo outlined in blue and white, the brushstrokes shifting from dark to light,
Peonies painted on the vase, just like your makeup on our first date.
The lingering scent of sandalwood drifts through the window, your thoughts I understand,
On the rice paper, my brush stops here, the painting left half undone.
The glaze washes over the painting of a noble lady, her charm privately kept,
And your sweet smile, like a bud waiting to be swept
Open by the spring breeze. Your beauty drifts away, to places I can't reach today.

Sky blue awaits the misty rain, and I await you, my love, again.
Cooking smoke curls upwards, separating us by thousands of miles, yet love survives.
I inscribe Han calligraphy on the bottom of the vase, imitating the elegance of a bygone age,
As if foreshadowing our destined embrace.
Sky blue awaits the misty rain, and I await you, my love, again.
The moonlight is dredged up, blurring the ending of our tale,
Like the timeless blue and white porcelain, beautiful in its own right, your eyes filled with a tender light.

A white and blue koi carp leaps vividly at the bottom of the bowl,
As I copy the Song typeface inscription, my thoughts linger on you, my soul.
You are the thousand-year-old secret hidden in the kiln's fiery embrace,
So delicate, like the silent fall of an embroidery needle's grace.
Outside the curtain, the plantain leaves attract a sudden shower, the door knocker develops a green patina,
And I, passing through that southern town, was captivated by you, my Angelina.
In the splashed-ink landscape painting, you are concealed within the deepest hues,
Sky blue awaits the misty rain, and I await you, my love, anew.
Cooking smoke curls upwards, separating us by thousands of miles, it's true,
I inscribe Han calligraphy on the bottom of the vase, imitating the elegance of a time long past,
As if foreshadowing the moment our paths would cross at last.
Sky blue awaits the misty rain, and I await you, my love, again.
The moonlight is dredged up, blurring the ending we can't foresee,
Like the timeless blue and white porcelain, beautiful in its own right, you smile so sweetly.
Sky blue awaits the misty rain, and I await you, my love, again.
Cooking smoke curls upwards, separating us by thousands of miles, until then,
I inscribe Han calligraphy on the bottom of the vase, imitating the elegance of a forgotten reign,
As if foreshadowing the joy, the love, the sweet refrain.
Sky blue awaits the misty rain, and I await you, my love, again.
The moonlight is dredged up, blurring the ending, making it plain,
Like the timeless blue and white porcelain, beautiful in its own right, your eyes hold no pain.