Paroles et traduction Theseus 忒修斯 - 點敬妳/你的菸

點敬妳/你的菸

落雨的暗暝，
阮会予风雨吹到佗位去，
暗夜灯火闪烁，
青春花飘落无消无息，
消失的满际天星，
本底欲斗阵走过彼一片，
这马剩我无依，
青春花谢去等无来日，

点起手头红红火光，
大梦烧起少年伤痕，
烟因你而起也因你而熄，
烟只是 我阁挂念的曾经，

点起手头红红火光，
大梦烧起漂泊灵魂，
烟是我肖贪的美丽景色，
烟嘛是 我最后通敬你的诗，

想起你唱起你，
为着你 了无情，

点起手头红红火光，
大梦烧起少年伤痕，
点起手头红红火光，
大梦烧起漂泊灵魂，
点起手头点起手头，
红红火光红红火光，
大梦烧起大梦烧起，
少年伤痕少年伤痕，

落雨的暗暝 现在剩我无依，
落雨的暗暝 决心不再，
为你心疼稀微，

点起手头红红火光，
大梦烧起少年伤痕，
烟因你而起也因你而熄，
烟只是 我阁挂念的曾经，

点起手头红红火光，
大梦烧起漂泊灵魂，
烟是我肖贪的美丽景色，
烟嘛是 我最后通敬你的诗，

点起手头，
红红火光，
大梦烧起，
少年伤痕，

I Light You a Cigarette/A Poem for You

In the dark and rainy night,
I let the wind and rain blow me away,
The lights of the night flicker,
The flowers of youth fall silently,
The full moon disappeared,
I originally wanted to go through that place,
Now I am left alone,
The flowers of youth wither and there is no tomorrow,

I light the bright red fire in my hand,
The dream burns the wounds of youth,
The smoke starts because of you and also ends because of you,
The smoke is just the past I miss,

I light the bright red fire in my hand,
The dream burns my wandering soul,
The smoke is the beautiful scenery I desire,
The smoke is the last poem I dedicate to you,

Thinking of you, singing about you,
For you, I have no feelings,

I light the bright red fire in my hand,
The dream burns the wounds of youth,
I light the bright red fire in my hand,
The dream burns my wandering soul,
I light my hand, light my hand,
The bright red fire, the bright red fire,
The dream burns, the dream burns,
The wounds of youth, the wounds of youth,

In the dark and rainy night, now I am left alone,
In the dark and rainy night, I am determined to stop,
For you, my heart aches faintly,

I light the bright red fire in my hand,
The dream burns the wounds of youth,
The smoke starts because of you and also ends because of you,
The smoke is just the past I miss,

I light the bright red fire in my hand,
The dream burns my wandering soul,
The smoke is the beautiful scenery I desire,
The smoke is the last poem I dedicate to you,

I light my hand,
The bright red fire,
The dream burns,
The wounds of youth,