Paroles et traduction 亦帆 - 砍掉重練

砍掉重練

悶了這麼些年 榮幸領銜主演 只在二輪戲院上映的影片
生活靠些經驗 生存卻要智慧 好把真話或諂媚分類
舞台愈大愈顯自己卑微 承蒙大家解讀為謙卑
繼續用甜美無邪 迎合全世界的味 光想都反胃

不怕緋聞花邊 就怕記者不寫 音樂充其量不過是點綴
麥克風對著嘴 聚光燈就定位 觀眾東張西望在等誰
紅花嬌艷世人競相栽培 誰甘淪為襯職的綠葉
你看我索然無味 我看我憎惡討厭 砍掉重練

我要一抬頭 忠於自我用自信讓宇宙驚豔動容
我要一開口 音韻融化冰川潤澤沙漠變成綠洲
我要一回眸 美好從此不朽 無懼流年一歲一枯榮
我要一揮手 那些 錯的 醜陋的 腐敗的 崩解狂風中

離離原上草 一歲一枯榮
野火燒不盡 春風吹又生

愛了這麼多年 心甘情願拼到一個他是我的誰的稱謂
相愛只要對眼相處卻要時間 何時謊言篡位成了體貼
雙人床上那條隱形的線 逼自己縮小快樂的範圍
誰踩了誰的地雷 誰對誰於心有愧 砍掉重練
我要一抬頭 忠於自我用自信讓宇宙驚豔動容
我要一開口 音韻融化冰川潤澤沙漠變成綠洲

我要一回眸 美好從此不朽 無懼流年一歲一枯榮
我要一揮手 那些 錯的 醜陋的 腐敗的 崩解狂風中
遠芳侵古道 晴翠接荒城
又送王孫去 萋萋滿別情

Rebuild from Scratch

I've been suffocating for years, privileged to star in a film that only played in second-run theaters.
Life is about experience, but survival requires wisdom, to categorize truth and flattery.
The bigger the stage, the smaller I feel, but everyone misinterprets it as humility.
Continuing to be sweetly innocent, pandering to everyone's tastes, makes me sick to think about.

I'm not afraid of tabloid gossip, but I fear the day journalists stop writing about me. Music is just a garnish.
Microphone in hand, spotlight on me, the audience looks around, waiting for someone.
A beautiful flower, cultivated by the world, who wants to be a supporting leaf?
You find me dull and tasteless, I find myself detestable, rebuild from scratch.

I will hold my head up high, being true to myself, and let my confidence astound the universe.
I will open my mouth, and my words will melt glaciers, turning deserts into oases.
I will turn my head, and beauty will live on forever, unafraid of the passage of time.
I will flick my hand, and those things that are wrong, ugly, and corrupt will crumble in the wind.

Grass on the faraway plain, withering and flourishing with each season.
Though wildfires burn it down, it will sprout again when spring comes.

I have loved for so many years, willing to fight for a title that says he's mine.
Falling in love is easy, but staying together takes time. When did lies take over as thoughtfulness?
That invisible line in our shared bed, forcing me to shrink my happiness.
Who stepped on whose landmine? Who has wronged the other? Rebuild from scratch.
I will hold my head up high, being true to myself, and let my confidence astound the universe.
I will open my mouth, and my words will melt glaciers, turning deserts into oases.

I will turn my head, and beauty will live on forever, unafraid of the passage of time.
I will flick my hand, and those things that are wrong, ugly, and corrupt will crumble in the wind.
The sweet smell of distant flowers fills the ancient path, lush greenery meets the abandoned city.
I bid farewell to my beloved, my heart filled with unspoken emotions.