Paroles et traduction Nan Quan Ma Ma - 家

家

世界 你听着车加拢载
你答应过带阮去的所在 到最后你拢没来
相片的纸 亲像刀那么利
院的悲哀 现在才知
照片里一XX消失的年代 很想知道个大概
关于空气的味道我还在猜 想像樱花都还在
墙角青苔 总是绿得太快
回忆慢慢 慢慢爬起来
煮一杯 热咖啡 喝一些 固执的以为

我们一直到最后才学会 哭泣时候谁安慰

啊咿啊 我们还有什么剩下
回家吧 声音沙哑
只是想找人说说话
所以呀 别让牵挂
变成一种孤单害怕

我们一直到最后才学会 哭泣时候谁安慰
而成长让人觉得累 却已没有办法后退
而成长让人觉得累 却已没有办法后退
啊咿啊 转眼之间已经长大
啊咿啊 转眼之间已经长大
啊咿啊 开始跟理想磨擦
啊咿啊 梦与现实的落差
啊咿啊 我们好笑的在挣扎
雨在下 家乡竹篱笆
南下的风轻轻刮
告别了繁华 将行李卸下
我们回家 墙壁上老挂钟 是过去某个时空 我说你就懂
已经消失的生活 是不可能再重头 我说你难过
客厅里的裁缝机 是否再发出声音 我说你伤心
回到儿时的街道 是不安夹杂心跳 我说你微笑
墙壁上老挂钟 是过去某个时空 我说你就懂
已经消失的生活 是不可能再重头 我说你难过
客厅里的裁缝机 是否再发出声音 我说你伤心
回到儿时的街道 是不安夹杂心跳 我说你微笑
墙壁上老挂钟 是过去某个时空 我说你就懂
已经消失的生活 是不可能再重头 我说你难过
客厅里的裁缝机 是否再发出声音 我说你伤心
回到儿时的街道 是不安夹杂心跳 我说你微笑

Home

World, you listen to the cars loading up,
You promised to take me to that place, but in the end, you never came.
The photo paper, sharp as a knife,
The courtyard's sadness, I only understand it now.
A vanished era in the photograph, I really want to know the story.
I'm still guessing at the scent of the air, imagining the cherry blossoms are still there.
The moss in the corner, always growing too fast,
Memories slowly, slowly creeping back.
Brewing a cup of hot coffee, drinking a little, stubbornly believing.

We only learned at the very end who to turn to for comfort when we cry.

Ah yi ya, what do we have left?
Come home, my voice hoarse.
Just wanting to find someone to talk to.
So, don't let longing
Become a kind of lonely fear.

We only learned at the very end who to turn to for comfort when we cry.
And growing up makes one feel tired, but there's no way to go back.
And growing up makes one feel tired, but there's no way to go back.
Ah yi ya, in the blink of an eye, we've grown up.
Ah yi ya, in the blink of an eye, we've grown up.
Ah yi ya, starting to chafe against our ideals.
Ah yi ya, the gap between dreams and reality.
Ah yi ya, we're laughably struggling.
The rain is falling, the bamboo fence of our hometown.
The south wind gently blows.
Farewell to the bustling city, unloading our luggage.
We're going home. The old clock on the wall, a moment from the past, I said you'd understand.
A life that's already vanished, impossible to relive, I said you'd be sad.
The sewing machine in the living room, does it still make a sound? I said you'd be heartbroken.
Returning to the streets of our childhood, a mix of unease and excitement, I said you'd smile.
The old clock on the wall, a moment from the past, I said you'd understand.
A life that's already vanished, impossible to relive, I said you'd be sad.
The sewing machine in the living room, does it still make a sound? I said you'd be heartbroken.
Returning to the streets of our childhood, a mix of unease and excitement, I said you'd smile.
The old clock on the wall, a moment from the past, I said you'd understand.
A life that's already vanished, impossible to relive, I said you'd be sad.
The sewing machine in the living room, does it still make a sound? I said you'd be heartbroken.
Returning to the streets of our childhood, a mix of unease and excitement, I said you'd smile.