愛味 - 鍾舒漫 traduction en anglais

愛味

味道的节拍
味道的性格
味道该散发
男仕是哪味道 仍然是个问号
谁人用芥辣造 谁人令我倾慕
寻求独有味道 缘份自会渐露
甜到甘 辣到酸 随时令我乱
若咖啡撞沙嗲 同样合我愿
纯洁得像乳酸通通释放出香气
供应永没了没完
情人别顾忌 来盛放香味
浓烈像咖啡加香烟那香味
平淡就似水都应给我细味
看到的听到的再美美不过味觉
痛快的与你的探索汗水气味
爱过的证据都寄托到他气味最好
男仕是哪味道 仍然是个问号
谁人用芥辣造 谁人令我倾慕
寻求独有味道 缘份自会渐露
若怕今夜与他 依偎得短
缠绵变酸 剩下味道未厌倦
加一粒蒜才能刺激味蕾从那端
含情作乱
情人别顾忌 来盛放香味
浓烈像咖啡加香烟那香味
看到的听到的再美美不过味觉
爱过的证据都寄托到他气味最好
男仕是哪味道 仍然是个问号
谁人用芥辣造 谁人令我倾慕
寻求独有味道 缘份自会渐露
RAP: 爱未 爱未 你追求紧乜
野睇 睇野 唔用眼睇野
听既 听既 有时音会咩
摸既 摸既 有直有斜
只有味 道唔变唔理日定夜
爱得未 你仲等乜野
爱未 爱未 你仲等乜野
男仕是哪味道 仍然是个问号
谁人用芥辣造 谁人令我倾慕
寻求独有味道 缘份自会渐露

The Taste

The beat of taste
The character of taste
Taste should be emitted
What is the taste of a gentleman? It's still a question mark
Who made it with mustard? Who made me admire it?
Seeking a unique taste, fate will gradually reveal itself
Sweet to sweet, spicy to sour, always messing me up
If coffee meets satay, I'm equally happy
Pure as lactic acid, all releasing fragrance
The supply is endless
Lover, don't hesitate to spread the fragrance
The intense aroma of coffee and cigarettes
Plain as water, you should still savor it
What you see and hear is beautiful, but nothing is more beautiful than taste
Exploring the sweaty smell with you is so refreshing
The evidence of love is all寄托ed in his smell
What is the taste of a gentleman? It's still a question mark
Who made it with mustard? Who made me admire it?
Seeking a unique taste, fate will gradually reveal itself
If I'm afraid that tonight with him, we'll be short-lived
The lingering becomes sour, leaving me with a taste that never tires
Add a little garlic to stimulate the taste buds from that end
Charming disorder
Lover, don't hesitate to spread the fragrance
The intense aroma of coffee and cigarettes
What you see and hear is beautiful, but nothing is more beautiful than taste
The evidence of love is all寄托ed in his smell
What is the taste of a gentleman? It's still a question mark
Who made it with mustard? Who made me admire it?
Seeking a unique taste, fate will gradually reveal itself
RAP: Love, love, what are you chasing?
Look, look, don't use your eyes to look
Listen, listen, sometimes sound is nothing
Touch, touch, some are straight, some are crooked
Only taste, day or night
Love, what else are you waiting for?
Love, love, what else are you waiting for?
What is the taste of a gentleman? It's still a question mark
Who made it with mustard? Who made me admire it?
Seeking a unique taste, fate will gradually reveal itself