Paroles et traduction 黃耀明 - 風月寶鑑

風月寶鑑

想再见一面谁要见你的面
想细诉思念谁要你去想念
石破海枯的加冕
你坚定你忠诚你轰烈你千年万年
想免却生离 谁介意你死别
想壮志不灭 谁敬佩你贞烈
石破海枯的挑战
你坚毅你执迷你起誓你桑田永不变
想听信谎言 谁要对你分辩
想到发都白 无法看透黑白
石破海枯的贞节
你火热你痴缠你哀艳你不眠也不变
过眼云烟里兜兜且转转
从顽石凿取每滴甜
死心眼塌地千洗百炼
炼可去补青天
你永垂不变怎么可升仙
如顽石坐井想观天
守得到信念等不到兑现
炼石错补青天
你以为展翅真的可升仙
如顽石坐井想观天
守得到信念等不到兑现
补不到奈何天
剪去了双眉 还有两眼分别
双眼也不辨 还有笑意不灭
石破海枯的挑战
你坚毅你执迷你起誓你桑田永不变
撕去了衣裳 还有送抱的脸
烧了这张脸 还有似舌火焰
石破海枯的加冕
你火热你痴缠你哀艳你不眠也不变
想再见一面 谁要见你的面
想细诉思念 谁要你去想念
想再见一面

The Precious Mirror of Love

I wish I could see you again, but who wants to see you?
I wish I could tell you how much I miss you, but who wants to hear it?
Coronation of the unwavering
You are steadfast, devoted, fiery, for a thousand years and ten thousand years.
I wish I could avoid the pain of separation, but who cares about your death?
I wish my ambitions would never die, but who admires your chastity?
A challenge against the erosion of the sea
You are determined, persistent, you swear your love will never change.
I wish I could believe your lies, but who will defend you?
I've thought about it until my hair has turned white, but I can't see the truth.
The chastity of the unwavering
You are ardent, infatuated, sorrowful, you never sleep or change.
Wandering through the clouds, turning and turning
Chiseling each drop of sweetness from a stubborn stone
Single-minded, devoted, refined through a thousand trials
Your refinement could patch up the sky
You remain eternally unchanged, how can you ascend to heaven?
Like a stubborn stone in a well, trying to see the sky
You hold onto your faith, but you will never see it fulfilled
Your refining has failed to patch up the sky
You think that spreading your wings will allow you to ascend to heaven
Like a stubborn stone in a well, trying to see the sky
You hold onto your faith, but you will never see it fulfilled
You cannot patch up the heavens
You cut off your eyebrows, but you still have two eyes to see
Your eyes may be blind, but your smile remains
A challenge against the erosion of the sea
You are determined, persistent, you swear your love will never change.
You tear off your clothes, but you still have a face to offer
You burn your face, but your tongue still flames
Coronation of the unwavering
You are ardent, infatuated, sorrowful, you never sleep or change.
I wish I could see you again, but who wants to see you?
I wish I could tell you how much I miss you, but who wants to hear it?
I want to see you again