Paroles et traduction 張敬軒 - 形影不離

形影不離

漆黑裡想像有她回應
不必錯走懸崖絕嶺
世事未明 誰陪伴找路徑
光線 真與假怎作評定

雖親切感亦有相為證
周遭處境卻冷冰 並無她的溫情
如獨個燃亮生命
我亦似沒人影 無人稱

沒有身 何來影
沒有心 何來聲
沒有她 何來往日溫馨情境
像我感性 誰願互相感應
曾約好旅程 暫停
為今生刻個記認

摔倒與失敗有她旁證
只得那一對眼睛 在提示何以糾正
從未成熟得夢醒
恃著曾經 還年輕

沒有身 何來影
沒有心 何來聲
沒有她 何來往日溫馨情境
像我感性 誰願互相感應
唯有她和應 為我視野造美景

沒永久 才留影
沒挽手 才伶仃
移形換影 美事仍像一瞬流星
前塵被風吹飄散 才願心領
花瓣亦飄零
自作聰明 直至感情盡掃興

若然緣份那樣完美 為何鋒利
有誰寧願抱憾醉生夢死
憑手臂 抱她能遠飛
別脫離 未來 重頭說起

沒有身 何來影
沒有心 何來聲
沒有她 何來價值身份名稱
像我率性 從未學懂尊敬
唯有她和應 為我視野造美景

沒永久 才留影
沒挽手 才伶仃
移形換影 延續故事誰願再傾聽
曾目光短淺 那盲目衝勁
不過為了她 硬拼
摘了星 但誰 認領

Indivisible

Imagining her reply in the darkness
No need to stray on the cliff's edge
With the world uncertain, who'll guide my path?
Light, real or fake, how do I judge?

Even familiarity serves as proof
Yet the surroundings grow cold, devoid of her warmth
Like lighting my own life
I'm but a shadow, nameless

Without substance, where's the shadow?
Without a heart, where's the sound?
Without her, where's the tender memory?
Who would reciprocate, with my sensitivity?
We planned a journey, now paused
To etch a mark for this life

In my falls and failures, she's the witness
Only that pair of eyes, showing me what to correct
Never mature enough to wake from the dream
Relying on the past, still young

Without substance, where's the shadow?
Without a heart, where's the sound?
Without her, where's the tender memory?
Who would reciprocate, with my sensitivity?
Only her response creates beauty in my sight

Only by fading, do memories linger
Only by letting go, do I feel alone
Shapeshifting illusions, beautiful as a fleeting meteor
Only when the past is scattered by the wind can I truly accept
Petals too wilt and fall
Clever as I thought I was, until my emotions were ruined

If fate were so perfect, why is it so sharp?
Who would choose to live drunk and dreaming with regrets?
With my arms, I could carry her far away
Don't let go, let's start over

Without substance, where's the shadow?
Without a heart, where's the sound?
Without her, where's my worth, my stature, my name?
Impulsive as I am, I've never learned respect
Only her response creates beauty in my sight

Only by fading, do memories linger
Only by letting go, do I feel alone
Shapeshifting illusions, who would listen to the story?
Once shortsighted, that blind ambition
Was only for her, I fought hard
I plucked the stars, but who claims them?