Paroles et traduction 盧巧音 - 逆插玫瑰

逆插玫瑰

在我指尖可以冒出火百合
然後你會雙眼望見綽綽櫻花
原來即使都是你的花言巧語
但我伸出手照樣接下

是我一生聽過太少好說話
還是根本戀愛大到絕望太難
明明想得很硬接到花便心軟
難道你能道歉便算嗎

我像所有天真女孩
寧願相信有一束玫瑰
誰受了
誰便愛到至死都美麗
我在跟你爭執那時
狂得可以逆插起一束玫瑰
沒有花樽可以養活約誓
但有荊棘可使我淒厲
仍在想
想一齊
想華貴

若再悉心栽種或會再萌芽
還是根本一夠時間浪漫會殘
為何始終都為百般花事兜轉
難道我還未領受夠嗎

我像所有天真女孩
寧願相信有一束玫瑰
誰受了
誰便愛到至死都美麗
我在跟你爭執那時
狂得可以逆插起一束玫瑰
沒有花樽可以養活約誓
但有荊棘可使我淒厲
仍在想
想一齊
想華貴

我像所有天真女孩
寧願相信有一束玫瑰
誰受了
誰便愛到至死都美麗
我在跟你爭執過後
靜得徬似逆掛的一束玫瑰
沒有花樽可以養活約誓
淡到似乾花卻不會誓
仍在等
等絢麗
一世
就算真的等到是愛再萌芽
然後我會不再迷信結果開花

Reverse Inserting the Rose

Flowers of fire lilies can sprout from my fingertips
Then you will look with your two eyes and see elegant cherry blossoms
Even if it is only your charming sweet talk
I will still reach out my hand and accept it

Is it because I have heard too little sweet talk in my life
Or is it that I am so desperate that I am willing to fall hopelessly in love
I want to be tough but I soften when I receive the flowers
Does that mean that an apology from you is enough?

I am like all innocent girls
I would rather believe that there is a bouquet of roses
Whoever is hurt,
Is the one who loves until death beautifully
When I was arguing with you
I was crazy enough to reverse insert a bouquet of roses
There is no vase that can sustain an oath
But there are thorns that can make me agonizing
I am still thinking,
Thinking about us,
Thinking about luxury,

If I take care and plant it, perhaps it will sprout again
Or is it that after a certain amount of time, romance will wither
Why must I always get caught up in the various flower events
Have I not yet suffered enough from them

I am like all innocent girls
I would rather believe that there is a bouquet of roses
Whoever is hurt,
Is the one who loves until death beautifully
When I was arguing with you
I was crazy enough to reverse insert a bouquet of roses
There is no vase that can sustain an oath
But there are thorns that can make me agonizing
I am still thinking,
Thinking about us,
Thinking about luxury,

I am like all innocent girls
I would rather believe that there is a bouquet of roses
Whoever is hurt,
Is the one who loves until death beautifully
After I argued with you
I was as still as a bouquet of roses hanging upside down
There is no vase that can sustain an oath
It is as pale as a dried flower but it will not wilt
I am still waiting,
Waiting for splendor,
Eternally,
Even if it is true that love will sprout again
Then I will no longer have faith in the blossoms that bloom