Sen Lin - Live - Mr. traduction en anglais

Sen Lin - Live

靜靜凝視窗前
腦海的思緒像花 在冬季睡眠
天邊已泛彩霞
這一刻都市像畫 但始終一個歸家
轉眼間 太多的變化
人潮內聽這鬧市的笑話
瞬間所有悲傷 都只覺渺小
慢慢學會 世界若暫停 仍不再重要

其實 命運就像大廈
如都市幻化 凌亂如燈火中的密碼
露台 看看世界吧
這個天下 閃爍風光不再嗎
經過幾多變化

夜幕來襲森林
這朵花 不會盛開 但始終想再喧嘩
花與花 再不懂去愛嗎
活在大世界化做敵人 如此冷酷嗎

其實 命運就像大廈
如都市幻化 凌亂如燈火中的密碼
露台 看看世界吧
這個天下 用盡方法建立這一個家
每朵 高高低低的花
為都市腐化 零落時找到它的代價
但仍有個美態吧 不怕倒下
天邊的一顆碎花
為誰而腐化

其實 命運就像大廈
如都市幻化 凌亂如燈火中的密碼
露台 看看世界吧.
這個天下 用盡方法建立這一個家
卑躬屈膝的花
為都市腐化 零落時擦亮這個家
但仍有個美態吧 不怕倒下
花開花飛花似畫

經得起變化

Sen Lin - Live

Silently staring out the window
My thoughts bloom like flowers in the wintry slumber
The sky is adorned with a kaleidoscope of colors
This moment, the city is a painting, but my heart yearns for home
In the blink of an eye, so much has changed
Amidst the bustling crowd, I listen to the chatter of the city
In an instant, all my sorrows seem insignificant
I'm slowly learning that even if the world stands still, it matters little

Indeed, destiny is like a towering skyscraper
Amidst the city's metamorphosis, it stands tall like a cipher in a sea of lights
From the terrace, let us gaze upon the world
Has this breathtaking realm lost its allure?
Through countless transformations...

As night descends upon the urban forest
These flowers, though they may never bloom, still yearn for the clamor
Flower to flower, is love a forgotten language?
In this vast world, we've become foes, our hearts frozen by indifference

Indeed, destiny is like a towering skyscraper
Amidst the city's metamorphosis, it stands tall like a cipher in a sea of lights
From the terrace, let us gaze upon the world
This realm, where we've labored to build our homes
Every flower, high and low
In the city's decay, they find their purpose
Yet, amidst the turmoil, they retain a certain grace, unafraid to fall
A solitary petal against the vast sky
For whom does it wither away?

Indeed, destiny is like a towering skyscraper
Amidst the city's metamorphosis, it stands tall like a cipher in a sea of lights
From the terrace, let us gaze upon the world
This realm, where we've labored to build our homes
Flowers that bow their heads in submission
In the city's decay, they illuminate our path
Yet, amidst the turmoil, they retain a certain grace, unafraid to fall
Blossoms blooming, petals dancing like a graceful painting

Withstanding the ceaseless transformations