Paroles et traduction 孫露 - 不想回家的女人 34秒铃声版

不想回家的女人 34秒铃声版

猜心
四方屋里什么都没有
只有被你关进的落寞
你在墙角独坐
心情的起落我无法猜透
握你的手却被你推落
惊见你眼中翻飞的寂寞
问你心想什么微扬的嘴角
有强颜的笑
这样的夜热闹的街
问你想到了谁紧紧锁眉
我的喜悲随你而飞
擦了又湿的泪与谁相对
这样的夜热闹的街
问你想到了谁紧紧锁眉
我的喜悲随你而飞
擦了又湿的泪与谁相对
握你的手却被你推落
惊见你眼中翻飞的寂寞
问你心想什么微扬的嘴角
有强颜的笑
这样的夜热闹的街
问你想到了谁紧紧锁眉
我的喜悲随你而飞
擦了又湿的泪与谁相对
这样的夜热闹的街
问你想到了谁紧紧锁眉
我的喜悲随你而飞
擦了又湿的泪与谁相对
这样的夜热闹的街
问你想到了谁紧紧锁眉
我的喜悲随你而飞
擦了又湿的泪与谁相对
这样的夜热闹的街
问你想到了谁紧紧锁眉
我的喜悲随你而飞
擦了又湿的泪与谁相对
我的喜悲随你而飞
擦了又湿的泪与谁相对

Woman Who Doesn't Want to Go Home 34 Second Ringtone Version

Guessing
In a four-sided room, there is nothing
Only the loneliness of being confined by you
You sit alone in the corner
The ups and downs of your mood are inscrutable to me
I hold your hand and you push it away
I am shocked to see the loneliness in your eyes
I ask you what you're thinking, and a smile curls the corners of your mouth
There is a forced smile
On such a night as this, in the bustling streets
I ask you who you're thinking of, your brows furrowed tightly
My joys and sorrows follow you
To whom do you compare the tears I wipe away only to find them flowing again?
On such a night as this, in the bustling streets
I ask you who you're thinking of, your brows furrowed tightly
My joys and sorrows follow you
To whom do you compare the tears I wipe away only to find them flowing again?
I hold your hand and you push it away
I am shocked to see the loneliness in your eyes
I ask you what you're thinking, and a smile curls the corners of your mouth
There is a forced smile
On such a night as this, in the bustling streets
I ask you who you're thinking of, your brows furrowed tightly
My joys and sorrows follow you
To whom do you compare the tears I wipe away only to find them flowing again?
On such a night as this, in the bustling streets
I ask you who you're thinking of, your brows furrowed tightly
My joys and sorrows follow you
To whom do you compare the tears I wipe away only to find them flowing again?
On such a night as this, in the bustling streets
I ask you who you're thinking of, your brows furrowed tightly
My joys and sorrows follow you
To whom do you compare the tears I wipe away only to find them flowing again?
On such a night as this, in the bustling streets
I ask you who you're thinking of, your brows furrowed tightly
My joys and sorrows follow you
To whom do you compare the tears I wipe away only to find them flowing again?
My joys and sorrows follow you
To whom do you compare the tears I wipe away only to find them flowing again?