Paroles et traduction 馬伯騫 & 毛不易 - 南一道街 North Hollywood

南一道街 North Hollywood

毛不易：小鎮的深處一條長長的街巷
高高的紅磚房舊舊的玻璃窗
蜿蜒的藤蔓帶著淡淡泥土香
纏繞這慢慢的時光
日落前 揮揮手
說他沒有等太久
夜如水 月如鉤
總有人等在回家的路口
熟悉的地方 依然安詳
歲月不改它模樣
風吹過樹梢 沙沙的響
把故事慢慢講

馬伯騫：一份雙層漢堡加個大薯
放學以後 跟著一群校花走過那條馬路
又在學校 上課做了 一整天 白日夢
偷窺同桌 考卷反而 他也盯 白紙愣
考試考砸周末還是party亮相
朗姆對可樂
打開whiskey 來我跟你喝
我跟你喝 跟你嘚瑟 跟你吹牛
左前方的姑娘使我鼻血在流
提醒自己不要害羞
喝到吐了也得保持清醒
也得死硬撐到黎明
醉醺醺晃悠悠走進家門
被父母打罵後鑽進被窩
妄想女神紅唇 妄想女神紅唇

毛不易：熟悉的地方 依然安詳
歲月不改它模樣
風吹過樹梢 沙沙的響
把故事慢慢講

馬伯騫：第二天醒酒前
兄弟們咖啡廳見
Talk′ 'bout how we gonna get rich
Next weekend how we gonna get lit
聊無根據理想
聊幻想中對象
回想生活也就這些凡事
凡是這些凡事使我坦實
不停循環
年輕走來毫無營養價值
生在洛城毫無營養價值

毛不易：斷線的風箏 掛在樹上
心心念念不能忘
小小的夢啊 長出翅膀
就在這裡啟航

South First Street North Hollywood

Mao Buyi: A long, narrow alleyway deep in a small town
Tall red-brick houses with old, glass windows
Meandering vines carry the faint, earthy scent
Intertwining with the slow-passing time
Wave goodbye before the sun sets
Say that he didn't wait too long
The night is like water, the moon like a hook
There is always someone waiting at the entrance home
A familiar place, still peaceful
The years have not changed its appearance
The wind rustles through the treetops
Slowly telling the story

Ma Boqian: A double cheeseburger with large fries
After school, follow a group of school beauties across the street
Back at school, I spent the whole day dreaming
Peeking at my deskmate's exam paper, but he was looking at a blank sheet
Failed the exam, but still partying on the weekend
Rum and Coke
I'll drink whiskey with you
I'll drink with you, brag with you, chat with you
The lady in front makes my nose bleed
Remind myself not to be shy
Even if I have to throw up, I have to stay sober
Must grit my teeth and last until dawn
Stumble into the house drunk
After being scolded by my parents, I crawl into bed
Imagining my goddess's red lips, imagining my goddess's red lips

Mao Buyi: A familiar place, still peaceful
The years have not changed its appearance
The wind rustles through the treetops
Slowly telling the story

Ma Boqian: Before I wake up the next day
Meet the bros at the coffee shop
Talk about how we're going to get rich
How we're going to get lit next weekend
Talking about baseless ideals
Talking about our fantasies
Reflect on life, it's just these mundane things
All these mundane things make me honest
Incessantly cycling
Youth, so empty and vapid
Born in Los Angeles, so empty and vapid

Mao Buyi: A broken kite hung from a tree
Unforgettable thoughts and memories
A tiny dream, sprouting wings
Here, it begins its journey