Paroles et traduction 南征北戰 - 回憶

回憶

太多破碎的梦 忘不了的痛
无数次的冲动 兴奋到发疯
回忆一年一年变成了年轮
我的祷告依旧那么虔诚
如果这首歌拍成video
You'll know how we flow
Should we go 自己走 no pain no gain
Life is a game
Hip-Hop is the name of game

我写一封信从China到Africa
让他们记住这是Chinese rapper
我会变成别人的回忆 也回忆别人
This is the remix we play
First name FK hardcore的余味
From the ghetto to the street
Get money in BJ
五年 十年 梦想还没实现
回忆到痛处我已失去了知觉

We cry, we're alive, we'll die
In my memory we smile, we cry
All my ghetto people stand up, hands up
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la

We cry, we're alive, we'll die
In my memory we smile, we cry
All my ghetto people stand up, hands up
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la

有太多记忆值得我去回忆
纸和笔记录生命的轨迹
整个夏天都曾浸泡在水里
我的项链也遗失在了水底
这是remix 我们再来一次
珍贵的岁月现在再爱一次
你可以听见我们on the radio
如果你听得懂 会明白我们的追求

我不是海边的孩子理解不了水手
You know we keep it real 坚持到最后
你我他 代表三个地区
Hip-Hop never stop 真爱是必须
从回忆到现实 天堂到地狱
我写一封信几道南京的监狱
北京的夏季我不再触摸河流
广西的冬季大雪不是我所苛求

We cry, we're alive, we'll die
In my memory we smile, we cry
All my ghetto people stand up, hands up
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la

We cry, we're alive, we'll die
In my memory we smile, we cry
All my ghetto people stand up, hands up
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la

回忆喜剧悲剧随时随地随机的对我追击
它极具威力
做过的错事没法彻底焚尸灭迹
缠绕我的人生是它的诡计
虽然岁月没法回去
但当回忆来信的时候我身临其境
先走的人 笑容依旧清晰
包括童年存储的硬币

红与黑已经逐渐褪色
新的声音开始满天飞了
这就是生命 新老交替
年轮一圈一圈 百感交集
走了就走了 不用再后悔
反正时代也不允许你后退
活在回忆里纯粹是受罪
跟我一起逃吧 everything is OK

We cry, we're alive, we'll die
In my memory we smile, we cry
All my ghetto people stand up, hands up
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la

We cry, we're alive, we'll die
In my memory we smile, we cry
All my ghetto people stand up, hands up
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la

Memories

So many broken dreams, unforgettable pain
Countless impulses, excited to madness
Memories year after year turned into annual rings
My prayers are still so devout
If this song was made into a video
You'll know how we flow
Should we go, walk our own path? No pain, no gain
Life is a game
Hip-Hop is the name of game

I wrote a letter from China to Africa
To let them remember that this is a Chinese rapper
I will become someone else's memory, and I will also remember others
This is the remix we play
First name FK, the aftertaste of hardcore
From the ghetto to the street
Get money in BJ
Five years, ten years, my dream has not yet come true
Remembering the pain, I have lost consciousness

We cry, we're alive, we'll die
In my memory we smile, we cry
All my ghetto people stand up, hands up
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la

We cry, we're alive, we'll die
In my memory we smile, we cry
All my ghetto people stand up, hands up
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la

There are too many memories worth remembering
Paper and pen record the trajectory of life
The whole summer was spent soaking in the water
My necklace was also lost at the bottom of the water
This is a remix, let's do it again
Cherish the precious years and love again
You can hear us on the radio
If you understand, you will understand our pursuit

I am not a child of the seaside, I can't understand sailors
You know we keep it real,坚持到最后
You, me, and him represent three regions
Hip-Hop never stop, true love is a must
From memories to reality, heaven to hell
I wrote a letter to a prison in Nanjing
I no longer touch the river in Beijing in summer
The heavy snow in Guangxi in winter is not what I crave

We cry, we're alive, we'll die
In my memory we smile, we cry
All my ghetto people stand up, hands up
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la

We cry, we're alive, we'll die
In my memory we smile, we cry
All my ghetto people stand up, hands up
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la

Memories of comedy and tragedy pursue me at any time, at any place, at random
It is extremely powerful
Wrongdoings cannot be completely burned and destroyed
It is its trick that entangles my life
Although time cannot go back
But when memories come to the letter, I am there
The people who left first still have clear smiles
Including the coins stored in childhood

Red and black have gradually faded
New sounds have begun to fly all over the sky
This is life, the old and the new alternate
The annual rings circle after circle, mixed feelings
Just leave when you leave, no need to regret
Anyway, time doesn't allow you to go back
Living in memories is pure suffering
Run away with me, everything is OK

We cry, we're alive, we'll die
In my memory we smile, we cry
All my ghetto people stand up, hands up
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la

We cry, we're alive, we'll die
In my memory we smile, we cry
All my ghetto people stand up, hands up
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la