Paroles et traduction 李宗盛 - 鏗鏘玫瑰

鏗鏘玫瑰

那女孩早熟像一朵玫瑰 她从不依赖谁
一早就体会 爱的吊诡和尖锐 她承认后悔
绝口不提伤悲 她习惯睁著双眼和黑夜
倔强无言相对 只是想知道内心和夜 那个黑

别要她相信爱无悔 爱无悔 太绝对
她从不以为爱最美 她说
那全是虚伪 像旷野的玫瑰

用脆弱的花蕊 想迎接那旱季的雨水
所以温暖却暧昧 所以似是而非
让那直觉自己发挥

她一直给
每一次给 有即兴意味
心碎也无所谓
若一心给 却意冷心灰 那多累

像躲在心里的鬼 那颓废如魑魅般跟随
伤人的话总出自温柔的嘴 很无谓

别要她相信爱无悔 爱无悔 太绝对
她从不以为爱最美 她说
那全是虚伪 像旷野的玫瑰

用脆弱的花蕊 想抗拒绽放后的枯萎
所以温暖却暧昧 所以似是而非
让那直觉完全发挥

她一直给
每一次给 有即兴意味
心碎也无所谓
你真心给 却落得意冷心灰

像旷野的玫瑰 用骄傲的花蕊
想摆脱那四季的支配
所以温暖却暧昧 所以似是而非
让那直觉自己发挥
每一次给

也让人回味
那感觉久久不退
像一场宿醉 到黎明不退
想一想也对 她说 谁怕谁

Iron Rose

That girl matured like a rose. She never relied on anyone.
Early on, she experienced the strangeness and sharpness of love. She admitted regret.
Never mentioning sorrow, she was used to facing the night with her eyes open.
Stubborn and silent, she just wanted to know her inner darkness and the night.

Don't make her believe that love is without regret. Love is without regret. It's too absolute.
She never thought love was the most beautiful. She said,
It's all false, like the wild rose.

Using her fragile stamen to welcome the rain of the dry season.
So warm yet ambiguous, so seemingly but not really.
Letting her intuition take over.

She always gave,
Each giving was spontaneous.
Heartbreak didn't matter.
If her giving ended in disappointment, how tiring that would be.

Like a ghost hiding in her heart, that weakness followed her like a demon.
Hurtful words always came from a gentle mouth. So useless.

Don't make her believe that love is without regret. Love is without regret. It's too absolute.
She never thought love was the most beautiful. She said,
It's all false, like the wild rose.

Using her fragile stamen to resist wilting after blooming.
So warm yet ambiguous, so seemingly but not really.
Letting her intuition have its way.

She always gave,
Each giving was spontaneous.
Heartbreak didn't matter.
You gave with all your heart, but it ended in disappointment.

Like the wild rose, with its proud stamen,
Trying to escape the control of the seasons.
So warm yet ambiguous, so seemingly but not really.
Letting her intuition take over.
Each time she gave,

It left a lingering taste,
That feeling that wouldn't go away for a long time.
Like a hangover that wouldn't go away until dawn.
Think about it, she said. Who's afraid of whom?