Paroles et traduction 華晨宇 - 鬥牛

鬥牛

Follow Follow Hey 排著隊
擔起鬥士的稱謂 先生們尊貴永不退
伊比利亞的壯美 烈日空氣被撕碎 萬人場共舞舉杯
攻克下沙場豐碑 暗藏的謀略可貴
Mer 跟著我們 Mer

Follow Follow Hey 等著誰
請牛欄推列出位 莊嚴神聖彼此敬畏
昂起胸鞠躬交會 綢製紅衣鑲金穗 側顏殺刺透光銳
猛然間號角齊吹 競技場席捲沙灰
Mer 跟著我們 Mer

繞場引逗他飛奔不休 戰上幾個回合霸氣洩漏
長矛手卡准節奏
Mer 跟著我們 Mer

刺扎背部他血管爆破 激怒過後立刻凶暴如仇
花鏢手插上金鈎
Mer 跟著我們 Mer

重複貝羅尼卡動作
野性袒露著靈魂純粹 或者肆意妄為
直到親手栽培了原罪以後 又要將它摧毀

Follow Follow Hey 揚著眉
迎面衝用力刺懟 直到心臟驟停而歸 十字劍候補裝備
混和著慶典餘味 血泊裡沒有眼淚
公牛被花車拖回 將野蠻眾目睽睽
Mer 跟著我們 Mer

Follow Follow Hey 咧著嘴
屍首氣味中陶醉 白色手帕全場狂揮 牛耳被鬥士捧回
王子門稱為之最 原來他一生在追
對生命致以敬畏 無論是什麼地位
Mer 跟著我們 Mer

繞場引逗他飛奔不休 戰上幾個回合霸氣洩漏
長矛手卡准節奏
Mer 跟著我們 Mer

刺扎背部他血管爆破 激怒過後立刻凶暴如仇
花鏢手插上金鈎
Mer 跟著我們 Mer

重複貝羅尼卡動作
野性袒露著靈魂純粹 或者肆意妄為
直到親手栽培了原罪以後 又要將它摧毀

野性袒露著靈魂純粹 或者肆意妄為
野性袒露著靈魂純粹 或者肆意妄為
野性袒露著靈魂純粹 或者肆意妄為
野性袒露著靈魂純粹 或者肆意妄為

近看 放大鏡下的人在逃竄
人與自然平衡不了用偏執面決斷
後患 這裡的每團熱血
通電過後體徵都在預料內不沸騰不歡
是夢幻 成就藝術宮殿
致美慘烈合二唯一有無法分割的審美習慣
若互換 進不去藝術家的腦迴旋
只有一半的機會將勇猛玩轉
試探 我們的叫聲有多尖
耳朵能承受的分貝在人為的環境多險
像觸電 多巴胺分泌的動盪
安插在每個細節萬眾炒捧命懸一線
太混亂 生命本就該循環
禱告將惡魔終結假想出風輕雲淡
性向善 才是人類最後的驕傲和勝算

Bullfight

Follow Follow Hey, lining up in a row,
Shouldering the title of bullfighter, gentlemen, our nobility never fades.
The Iberian majesty, the scorching sun, the air is torn apart, a crowd of thousands dances and raises their glasses.
Conquering the battlefield monument, the hidden strategies are valuable.
Mer, follow us, Mer.

Follow Follow Hey, waiting for who?
The bull gate opens, solemn and sacred, we respect each other.
Chests raised, bowing to meet, silk red clothes with gold tassels, a sharp glance cuts through the light.
Suddenly, the horns blow together, the arena is swept with sand and dust.
Mer, follow us, Mer.

Luring him around the ring, he runs tirelessly, battling for rounds, my dominance revealed.
The spearman keeps the rhythm.
Mer, follow us, Mer.

Piercing his back, his blood vessels burst, enraged, he immediately becomes ferocious.
The banderillero plants the golden hooks.
Mer, follow us, Mer.

Repeating the Veronica maneuver,
Wildness reveals a pure soul, or perhaps reckless abandon.
Until I personally cultivate original sin, then I destroy it.

Follow Follow Hey, raising my eyebrows,
Charging head-on, thrusting forcefully until the heart stops beating and returns, the cruciform sword at the ready.
Mixed with the aftertaste of celebration, there are no tears in the pool of blood.
The bull is dragged away by the float, its savagery on public display.
Mer, follow us, Mer.

Follow Follow Hey, grinning wide,
Intoxicated by the scent of the carcass, white handkerchiefs wave wildly throughout the arena, the bull's ear held high by the bullfighter.
The prince's gate calls it the greatest, what he's been chasing his whole life.
Paying respect to life, regardless of status.
Mer, follow us, Mer.

Luring him around the ring, he runs tirelessly, battling for rounds, my dominance revealed.
The spearman keeps the rhythm.
Mer, follow us, Mer.

Piercing his back, his blood vessels burst, enraged, he immediately becomes ferocious.
The banderillero plants the golden hooks.
Mer, follow us, Mer.

Repeating the Veronica maneuver,
Wildness reveals a pure soul, or perhaps reckless abandon.
Until I personally cultivate original sin, then I destroy it.

Wildness reveals a pure soul, or perhaps reckless abandon.
Wildness reveals a pure soul, or perhaps reckless abandon.
Wildness reveals a pure soul, or perhaps reckless abandon.
Wildness reveals a pure soul, or perhaps reckless abandon.

Close up, under a magnifying glass, people are fleeing.
The balance between man and nature cannot be resolved with biased decisions.
The aftermath, every drop of hot blood here,
After being electrified, vital signs are within expectations, no excitement, no joy.
It's a fantasy, achieving an art palace.
The ultimate beauty and tragedy combined, an inseparable aesthetic habit.
If we switched places, we couldn't enter the artist's swirling mind.
Only half a chance to master bravery.
Testing how sharp our cries are,
The decibels our ears can withstand in a man-made, dangerous environment.
Like an electric shock, the fluctuation of dopamine secretion,
Inserted into every detail, the crowd cheers, lives hang in the balance.
So chaotic, life is meant to be a cycle.
Praying for the end of the devil, imagining a carefree and relaxed atmosphere.
Innate goodness is humanity's final pride and chance of victory.