Paroles et traduction 王傑 - 七天七世纪

七天七世纪

一个星期没有你的消息 我想你想得快疯了自己
如果一秒是一天的印记 我已过了七个世纪
夜夜都梦见你奔向我的怀里 说今生我们再也不分离
而醒来后你依然没有踪迹 思念浸透整个身体
如果爱犯了错 注定要忍受寂寞
如果错要承受结果 我宁愿面对不要逃避

哦... 七个世纪 泪滚过记忆
我恨自己怎么就丢了你
只怪世人把爱情渲染太过美丽
为何失去比得到容易
哦，七个世纪 全都是冬季
就算是惩罚也到了绝地
但愿每个夜里闭上眼都是你
我宁愿长眠 不要醒来...

一个星期没有你的消息 我想你想得快疯了自己
如果一秒是一天的印记 我已过了七个世纪
夜夜都梦见你奔向我的怀里 说今生我们再也不分离
而醒来后你依然没有踪迹 思念浸透整个身体
如果爱犯了错 注定要忍受寂寞
如果错要承受结果 我宁愿面对不要逃避

哦... 七个世纪 泪滚过记忆
我恨自己怎么就丢了你
只怪世人把爱情渲染太过美丽
为何失去比得到容易
哦，七个世纪 全都是冬季
就算是惩罚也到了绝地
但愿每个夜里闭上眼都是你
我宁愿长眠 不要醒来...
哦... 七个世纪 泪滚过记忆
我恨自己怎么就丢了你
只怪世人把爱情渲染太过美丽
为何失去比得到容易
哦，七个世纪 全都是冬季
就算是惩罚也到了绝地
但愿每个夜里闭上眼都是你
我宁愿长眠 不要醒来...

Seven Days or Seven Centuries

A week has passed without news from you. I'm going crazy thinking about you.
If a second is a mark of a day, then I've already passed seven centuries.
Every night, I dream of you running into my arms, saying that in this life we will never be apart again.
But when I wake up, you're still nowhere to be found. My longing seeps into my whole body.
If love is a crime, then we are destined to endure loneliness.
If we must face the consequences of our mistakes, then I would rather face them than run away.

Oh... Seven centuries, tears rolling down my memories.
I hate myself for losing you.
I blame the world for making love seem so beautiful.
Why is it easier to lose than to gain?
Oh, seven centuries, all were a winter.
Even if it's a punishment, it has reached its end.
I wish that every night when I close my eyes, I can see you.
I'd rather sleep forever than wake up...

A week has passed without news from you. I'm going crazy thinking about you.
If a second is a mark of a day, then I've already passed seven centuries.
Every night, I dream of you running into my arms, saying that in this life we will never be apart again.
But when I wake up, you're still nowhere to be found. My longing seeps into my whole body.
If love is a crime, then we are destined to endure loneliness.
If we must face the consequences of our mistakes, then I would rather face them than run away.

Oh... Seven centuries, tears rolling down my memories.
I hate myself for losing you.
I blame the world for making love seem so beautiful.
Why is it easier to lose than to gain?
Oh, seven centuries, all were a winter.
Even if it's a punishment, it has reached its end.
I wish that every night when I close my eyes, I can see you.
I'd rather sleep forever than wake up...
Oh... Seven centuries, tears rolling down my memories.
I hate myself for losing you.
I blame the world for making love seem so beautiful.
Why is it easier to lose than to gain?
Oh, seven centuries, all were a winter.
Even if it's a punishment, it has reached its end.
I wish that every night when I close my eyes, I can see you.
I'd rather sleep forever than wake up...