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Mi Luan

拨乱发端 不肯割短 令面上异常凌乱
拨动炭笔 加深眼圈 卖弄著动人疲倦
他 总会望见 他会忙乱 他会奉劝
自觉此刻 一身跌损 像跪在路旁求愿
累赘晚装 苦苦再穿 暴露著为情狂乱
他怎会望见 他已疲倦 走过便算
他会在背后说别再自怜 给我梳好一束发端
继续这愉快幻觉 他竟因我心酸

捏住这火光 多么烫手 像未曾迷乱
但这烟 怎么会变酸 为著我已失恋
身躯尚暖... 思想迷乱
他会奉劝... 使我如愿

My Disheveled State

I refuse to trim my tangled hair, my face a mess.
I smudge my eyeliner, feigning alluring exhaustion.
He would always notice, fuss over me, and give me advice.
I feel so broken now, like a beggar kneeling by the roadside.
I insist on wearing this heavy gown, exposing my desperate madness.
How could he notice? He's tired of me, he'll just pass me by.
Behind my back, he'll say, "Stop pitying yourself. Let me brush your hair."
He's still caught in this illusion. My pain makes him ache.

I clutch this candle, its flame searing my hand, as if I'd never known chaos.
But why has the smoke turned bitter? It's because I'm heartbroken.
My body still warm... my mind in turmoil.
He would give me advice... make me feel better.