Paroles et traduction 李宇春 - 秀才胡同

秀才胡同

清明的风 吹绿了你的胡同
梨花雨 淋湿了书生的梦
树叶儿落头顶上秋雁呢哝

城门外 没贴你名字
风雪之中咳嗽
依偎在她胸口
你要离开 这清贫如水巷口
走出后 不再回头
她立春 她立秋
她人比黄花瘦 霜白了头
先天下 后天下 黄金屋
颜如玉 百代忧愁
红砖墙 老牌楼 琉璃瓦
已看透 却不开口
沉默中 那情天 那泪海
爱和恨 转眼成空
它立春 它立秋 它荒芜
它重修 海棠依旧
先天下 后天下 黄金屋
颜如玉 沽一杯酒
红砖墙 老牌楼 琉璃瓦
写着拆 却不开口
它已走 那功名 那往事
那胡同恍然如梦已成空

她立春 她立秋
她人比黄花瘦 霜白了头
先天下 后天下 黄金屋
颜如玉 百代忧愁
红砖墙 老牌楼 琉璃瓦
已看透 却不开口
沉默中 那情天 那泪海
爱和恨 转眼成空
它立春 它立秋 它荒芜
它重修 海棠依旧
先天下 后天下 黄金屋
颜如玉 沽一杯酒
红砖墙 老牌楼 琉璃瓦
写着拆 却不开口
它已走 那功名 那往事
那胡同恍然如梦已成空

Xiucai Hutong

The Qingming wind has made your alley green
Plum blossom rain has soaked the scholars' dreams
Autumn geese mutter softly as tree leaves fall on our heads

No name of yours outside the city gate
Coughing in the snowy wind
Nestling in her bosom
You are heading out from this poor and watery alley
Never to look back
She remained through spring and autumn
She is thinner than the yellow flower and has white hair
The world first, the world after, a house of gold
A beautiful woman, a hundred years of sorrow
Red brick wall, old tower building, glazed tile
Already see through everything but never say a word
In the silence, that old love, those bitter tears
Love and hate become nothingness in the blink of an eye
It began in spring, ended in autumn, it's desolate
It's under reconstruction, but the crabapple is still the same
The world first, the world after, a house of gold
A beautiful woman, pour a glass of wine
Red brick wall, old tower building, glazed tile
With the word 'Demolition', but never say a word
It's gone, that fame and fortune, that past
That alleyway is like a dream, already disappeared

She remained through spring and autumn
She is thinner than the yellow flower and has white hair
The world first, the world after, a house of gold
A beautiful woman, a hundred years of sorrow
Red brick wall, old tower building, glazed tile
Already see through everything but never say a word
In the silence, that old love, those bitter tears
Love and hate become nothingness in the blink of an eye
It began in spring, ended in autumn, it's desolate
It's under reconstruction, but the crabapple is still the same
The world first, the world after, a house of gold
A beautiful woman, pour a glass of wine
Red brick wall, old tower building, glazed tile
With the word 'Demolition', but never say a word
It's gone, that fame and fortune, that past
That alleyway is like a dream, already disappeared