Paroles et traduction 李宗盛 - 新寫的舊歌

新寫的舊歌

比起母親的總是憂心忡忡 是啊
他更像是個若無其事的 旁觀者
刻意拘謹的旁觀者 遺憾

我從未將他寫進我的歌 然而
天曉得這意味些什麼 然後我
一下子也活到 容易落淚的歲了
當徒勞人世糾葛 兌現成風霜皺褶
爸 我想你了

到臨老 纔想到要反省父子關係
說真的 其實在回答自己
敷衍了半生的命題
沈甸甸的命題
它在這裡 將我拽回過去
像個終於靈驗的咒語

那些年只顧自己
雖然我的追求他
無能 也無力參與

只記得 我很著急
也許因為這樣 沒能聽見他微弱的嘉許
我知道 他肯定得意
只是 等不到機會 當面跟我提

思念其實不是 不是這個歌的主題
我相信不只有我 在回憶時覺得吃力
兩個男人 極有可能終其一生只是長得像而已
有幸運的 成為知己 有不幸的 只能是甲乙

若是你同意 天下父親多數都平凡得可以
也許你就會捨不得再追根究底 我記得自己
當庸碌無為的日子悄然如約而至
我只顧卑微地喘息
甚至沒有陪他 失去呼吸

一首新寫的舊歌 它早該寫了
寫一個人子 和逝去的父親講和
我早已想不起 吹噓過的風景
而總是記著他 混濁的眼睛
用我不敢直視的認真表情
那麼艱難地掙扎著前行

一首新寫的舊歌 不怕你曉得
那個以前的小李 曾經有多傻呢
先是擔心 自己沒出息
然後費盡心機想有驚喜
等到好像終於活明白了 已來不及

他不等你 已來不及
他等過你 已來不及

一首新寫的舊歌
怎麼把人心攪得
讓滄桑的男人 拿酒當水喝

往事像一場自己演的電影
說的是平凡父子的感情
兩個看來容易卻難以入戲的角色
能有多少共鳴？

一首新寫的舊歌
怎麼就這麼巧了
知道誰藏好的心
還有個缺角呢

我當這首歌是給他的獻禮
但願他正在某處微笑看自己
有一天當我乘風去見你 再聊聊
這歌裡 來不及說 的千言萬語
下一次 我們都不缺席

比起母親的總是憂心忡忡 是啊
他更像是個若無其事的旁觀者
刻意拘謹的旁觀者
爸 請你從此安心
待在我的歌

A Newly Written Old Song

Unlike my mother who was always worried, yes
He was more like an unconcerned bystander
A deliberately reserved bystander regret

I never wrote him into my song, yet
Heaven knows what it meant, then
Suddenly I also lived to an age that was prone to tears
When the futile worldly entanglements materialize into wrinkles of wind and frost
Dad, I miss you

Until old age I thought of reflecting on the father-son relationship
Honestly, in fact, it was answering myself
Prevaricating over the proposition of half my life
The weighty proposition
It drags me back to the past here
Like an incantation that finally worked

All those years I only cared about myself
Although he pursued me
Incapable, and powerless to participate

I only remember I was in a hurry
Perhaps because of this I couldn't hear his faint praise
I know he must have been proud
But never got the chance to mention it to me in person

Missing isn't actually the main theme of this song
I believe I'm not the only one who finds it difficult when recalling
Two men are very likely to just look alike all their lives
Some are lucky to become confidants, while some are unfortunate and can only be called A and B

If you agree, most fathers in the world are ordinary and unremarkable
Perhaps you will be reluctant to pursue it further, I remember myself
When the mediocre and idle days quietly arrived as promised
I only cared about breathing humbly
And didn't even accompany him when he lost his breath

A newly written old song, it should have been written long ago
About a son reconciling with his late father
I can no longer remember the landscapes I bragged about
But I always remember his murky eyes
With a serious expression that I dared not look directly at
Struggling forward so arduously

A newly written old song, don't be afraid of you finding out
That the previous little Li, how foolish he was
First worried about not being promising
Then fretted and schemed to create a surprise
By the time I seemed to finally understand life, it was too late

He didn't wait for you, it was too late
He had waited for you, it was too late

A newly written old song
How it stirred people's hearts
Making experienced men drink like water

The past is like a movie acted out by oneself
About the ordinary father-son relationship
Two seemingly easy but difficult to play roles
How much resonance can there be?

A newly written old song
How did it become so coincidental
Knowing who hid their hearts well
There's still a missing piece

I consider this song as a gift to him
Hopefully he is somewhere smiling at himself
One day when I ride the wind to see you, we can chat again
About the unspoken words of a thousand and ten in this song
Next time, neither of us will be absent

Unlike my mother who was always worried, yes
He was more like an unconcerned bystander
A deliberately reserved bystander
Dad, please rest assured
Stay in my song