Paroles et traduction 方大同 - 總結

總結

在歷史開始前
無言的祖先 簡單的思念
打過甚麼獵 閃過甚麼電
就用一條線 打了一個結
在我們的世界
無常的轉變 迂迴的思念
吻過誰的臉 道過誰的別
不用一條線 總有一個結
天飛過幾多蝴蝶 有幾多原野
像我在無邊無界之間
誰都說我苟且 不敢面對從前
縱不能乾脆的人可憐
我做過幾多奉獻 有幾多虧欠
像愛在喜怒哀樂之間
我也知我苟且 全是過眼雲煙
可一直蔓延 誰不想對從前總結
誰夠勇氣了解一切
在故事結束前
無瑕的詩篇 動人的謊言
眼神多清澈 眼淚多暴烈
失了幾次眠 打了幾個結
在我們的世界 總有人類的征戰
在混亂的面前 總有曖昧的懇切
你和我之間 有千條虛線
總有一個結 有沒有真的總結
天飛過幾多蝴蝶 有幾多原野
像我在無邊無界之間
誰都說我苟且 不敢面對從前
縱不能乾脆的人可憐
我做過幾多奉獻 有幾多虧欠
像愛在喜怒哀樂之間
我也知我苟且 全是過眼雲煙
可一直蔓延 誰不想對從前總結
有沒有一種新的語言
能表達說不出的一切
有沒有真的總結 能刪掉 你的臉
天飛過幾多蝴蝶 有幾多原野
像我在無邊無界之間
誰都說我苟且 不敢面對從前
等蒙著眼睛的神出現
我做過幾多奉獻 有幾多虧欠
像愛在喜怒哀樂之間
我也知我苟且 全是過眼雲煙
可一直蔓延 誰不想對從前總結
誰夠勇氣了解一切

Recap

Before history began
Ancestors without words Simple thoughts
What did they hunt? What lightning did they dodge?
So they drew a line and tied a knot
In our world
Impermanent change Devious thoughts
Whose cheek did you kiss? To whom did you say goodbye?
Without drawing a line There will always be a knot
How many butterflies have flown through the sky? How many open fields?
Like me, unbounded
They all say that I am indolent, Afraid to face the past
Those who cannot be decisive are pitiful
How many good deeds have I done? How many wrongs?
Like love, amidst joy, anger, sadness, and happiness
I also know that I am indolent, That it is all smoke and mirrors
But it keeps spreading, Who doesn't want to reflect on the past?
Who is brave enough to understand everything?
Before the story ends
Flawless poems Moving lies
How clear the gaze, How violent the tears
How many sleepless nights? How many knots tied?
In our world There are always human conflicts
In the face of chaos There is always ambiguous longing
Between you and me There are a thousand dotted lines
There is always a knot Is there really any closure?
How many butterflies have flown through the sky? How many open fields?
Like me, unbounded
They all say that I am indolent, Afraid to face the past
Those who cannot be decisive are pitiful
How many good deeds have I done? How many wrongs?
Like love, amidst joy, anger, sadness, and happiness
I also know that I am indolent, That it is all smoke and mirrors
But it keeps spreading, Who doesn't want to reflect on the past?
Is there a new language
That can express everything that cannot be said?
Is there really any closure That can erase your face?
How many butterflies have flown through the sky? How many open fields?
Like me, unbounded
They all say that I am indolent, Afraid to face the past
Wait for the blindfolded God to appear
How many good deeds have I done? How many wrongs?
Like love, amidst joy, anger, sadness, and happiness
I also know that I am indolent, That it is all smoke and mirrors
But it keeps spreading, Who doesn't want to reflect on the past?
Who is brave enough to understand everything?