Paroles et traduction 游鴻明 - Shi Ren de Yan Lei

Shi Ren de Yan Lei

春色轉呀 夜色轉呀 玉郎不還家
真叫人心啊 夢啊 魂啊 逐楊花

春花秋月 小樓昨夜 往事知多少
心裡面想啊 飛啊 輕啊 細如髮
新愁年年有 惆悵還依舊 只是朱顏瘦

天空飄著雪 詩人的淚 兩者都太悲都太美
因為愛情化作 冰冷白雪結晶 破碎

天空飄著雪 詩人的淚 手提金履鞋步香階
都是不被祝福 還是願意背負 原罪 願意為愛獨憔悴

春色轉呀 夜色轉呀 玉郎不還家
真叫人心啊 夢啊 魂啊 逐楊花 ha ha 春花秋月 小樓昨夜 往事知多少
心裡面想啊 飛啊 輕啊 細如髮 ha ha 新愁年年有 惆悵還依舊 只是朱顏瘦

天空飄著雪 詩人的淚 兩者都太悲都太美
因為愛情化作 冰冷白雪結晶 破碎

天空飄著雪 詩人的淚 手提金履鞋步香階
都是不被祝福 還是願意背負 原罪 願意為愛獨憔悴

天空飄著雪 詩人的淚 兩者都太悲都太美
因為愛情化作 冰冷白雪結晶 破碎

天空飄著雪 詩人的淚 手提金履鞋步香階
都是不被祝福 還是願意背負原罪 願意為愛獨憔悴

Tears of a Poet

Spring's colors danced, and night's hues spun, but my beloved did not return home.
Oh, my aching heart, my restless dreams, my wandering thoughts, like cottonwood seeds adrift.

Amid the spring blossoms and autumn moon, the memories of last night flood my mind.
My mind wanders, light as a feather, carried by the breeze.
Year after year, new sorrows arise, old regrets linger, and my youthful beauty fades away.

Snow falls from the sky, the poet's tears, each a symphony of sorrow and beauty.
For love has frozen into icy crystals, shattered and cold.

Snow falls from the sky, the poet's tears, as I wander with golden slippers on fragrant paths.
Though our love is forbidden, I carry the burden of our shared sin, willing to endure the pain, to be consumed by love.

Spring's colors danced, and night's hues spun, but my beloved did not return home.
Oh, my aching heart, my restless dreams, my wandering thoughts, like cottonwood seeds adrift. ha ha Amid the spring blossoms and autumn moon, the memories of last night flood my mind.
My mind wanders, light as a feather, carried by the breeze. ha ha Year after year, new sorrows arise, old regrets linger, and my youthful beauty fades away.

Snow falls from the sky, the poet's tears, each a symphony of sorrow and beauty.
For love has frozen into icy crystals, shattered and cold.

Snow falls from the sky, the poet's tears, as I wander with golden slippers on fragrant paths.
Though our love is forbidden, I carry the burden of our shared sin, willing to endure the pain, to be consumed by love.

Snow falls from the sky, the poet's tears, each a symphony of sorrow and beauty.
For love has frozen into icy crystals, shattered and cold.

Snow falls from the sky, the poet's tears, as I wander with golden slippers on fragrant paths.
Though our love is forbidden, I carry the burden of our shared sin, willing to endure the pain, to be consumed by love.