模特 (Live) - 李荣浩 traduction en anglais

模特 (Live)

穿華麗的服裝為原始的渴望而站著
用完美的表情為脆弱的城市而撐著
我冷漠的接受你焦急的等待也困著
像無數生存在櫥窗裡的模特
除了燈以外我還能看見什麼
除了光以外我還能要求什麼
除了你以外還能倚賴哪一個
在千里以外在呼喊的是什麼
在百年以後想回憶的是什麼
在離開以前能否再見那一刻
記得你的眼睛將會亮著
我的手臂將會揮著
誰說世界早已沒有選擇
趁著我會喜怒你會哀樂
唱幾分鐘情歌
沒什麼至少證明我們還活著
像單純的蝴蝶為玫瑰的甜美而飛著
像頑皮的小貓為明天的好奇而睡著
是混亂的時代是透明的監獄也覺得
是不能繼續在櫥窗裡做模特
除了風以外我還能聽到什麼
除了塵以外我還能拒絕什麼
除了你以外還能倚賴哪一個
在千里以外在呼喊的是什麼
在百年以後想回憶的是什麼
在離開以前能否再見那一刻
記得你的眼睛將會亮著
我的手臂將會揮著
誰說世界早已沒有選擇
趁著我會喜怒你會哀樂
唱幾分鐘情歌
沒什麼至少證明我們還活著
記得你的眼睛將會亮著
我的手臂將會揮著
誰說世界早已沒有選擇
趁著我會喜怒你會哀樂
唱幾分鐘情歌
沒什麼至少證明我們還活著

Model (Live)

Dressed in splendid raiments, I stand for the primal yearnings,
Bearing up with composed expressions for the frail cities,
I indifferently accept your anxious waiting, and am captive too,
Like the countless models existing in the display windows.
Aside from the lights, what more can I behold?
Aside from the brilliance, what more can I demand?
Aside from you, on whom else can I depend?
A thousand leagues away, what is that which beckons?
A hundred years hence, what is that which I long to recall?
Ere I depart, may I once more glimpse that moment?
Recollect that your eyes will be aglow,
My arms will be waving.
Who says that the world is bereft of choice?
While I may feel joy or sorrow, you will experience grief or mirth;
Let us sing a ballad for a few minutes;
It is nothing, yet it at least demonstrates that we are still alive.
Like simple butterflies, flying for the sweetness of roses,
Like playful kittens, slumbering for tomorrow's curiosities,
It is a chaotic era, a transparent prison, yet I also feel
That I cannot continue to be a model in the display window.
Aside from the wind, what more can I hear?
Aside from the dust, what more can I reject?
Aside from you, on whom else can I depend?
A thousand leagues away, what is that which beckons?
A hundred years hence, what is that which I long to recall?
Ere I depart, may I once more glimpse that moment?
Recollect that your eyes will be aglow,
My arms will be waving.
Who says that the world is bereft of choice?
While I may feel joy or sorrow, you will experience grief or mirth;
Let us sing a ballad for a few minutes;
It is nothing, yet it at least demonstrates that we are still alive.
Recollect that your eyes will be aglow,
My arms will be waving.
Who says that the world is bereft of choice?
While I may feel joy or sorrow, you will experience grief or mirth;
Let us sing a ballad for a few minutes;
It is nothing, yet it at least demonstrates that we are still alive.