Paroles et traduction 余文樂 - 启程

启程

话直行就直行别转弯 身份有规限
我最笨我最钝但我肯 伴你到终站
像我的天职早注定 只可载别人伴侣
护送往返 一起上路 无缘停下与你看人间
隧道前大道旁闹市间 火花太短暂
你约会你吃饭或买衫 但我靠边站
若你一伸手总会在 多简单召来唤去
未到我拣 真的爱人 何曾同样接你上下班
为何还未看开 司机怎可以说不载
搭客心不在这份爱 未曾装载
感激不讲一句也应该
为何还未看开 不喜欢背人感慨可以不爱
不用爱 就当喜欢给你差遣

共聚时静默时运送间车速要多慢
至发现我正在后镜中神态太惨淡
若你一伸手总会在
多简单召来换去未到我拣真的爱人
何曾同样送你上下班
为何还未看开 司机怎可以说不载
搭客心不在这份爱 未曾装载
感激不讲一句也应该
为何还未看开 不喜欢背人感慨可以不爱
不用爱 就当喜欢给你差遣
原来还胜过被爱
原来还胜过被爱
一盏灯一盏灯经过面前
可清楚这司机跟你第几年
风霜不改 oh
为你赶来这份爱
谁来装载

Embarking on a Journey

Speak up, and come to the point. Don't go around in circles. Our roles are clear.
I'm not the sharpest or most perceptive, but I'm willing to stay by your side until the end.
As if it were my life's calling, I'm destined to be a mere chauffeur, a companion for others.
Escorting you back and forth, traveling together, yet I'm never given the chance to stop and experience life with you.
Along the highway, through the city, these moments are fleeting.
You meet for dates, go shopping, and dine, while I'm left on the sidelines.
With just a gesture, you beckon me forth, calling me with ease.
But my choice hasn't come yet. Where is the true love who will treat me the same?
Why can't I see it? How can I say no to being a driver?
Your heart isn't in this love. I'm just a means of getting around.
Even if words of gratitude are absent, it would be the right thing to do.
Why can't I see it? If you don't enjoy carrying others, then it's okay not to love.
You don't have to love me. Just accept me as someone you can command.

In the quiet moments, while we're driving, I slow down, hoping you might see.
I catch a glimpse of myself in the rearview mirror, a look of misery.
With just a gesture, you beckon me forth.
Calling me with ease. My choice hasn't come yet. Where is the true love who will treat me the same?
Who will drive you to and from work?
Why can't I see it? How can I say no to being a driver?
Your heart isn't in this love. I'm just a means of getting around.
Even if words of gratitude are absent, it would be the right thing to do.
Why can't I see it? If you don't enjoy carrying others, then it's okay not to love.
You don't have to love me. Just accept me as someone you can command.
It's better than being loved.
It's better than being loved.
Streetlamps pass us by one after the other.
Do you know how many years I've been your driver?
Through storms and sunshine, oh,
I've brought you this love.
Who will carry it now?