Текст и перевод песни Enno Cheng feat. ABAO & Chunho - 或許就變成書裡的風景

或許就變成書裡的風景

嘿 你敢欲和我鬥陣 咱來發明家己的語言
彼是目睭對目睭 是去宇宙踅過一輾 是恬恬咧飛
是佇正確佮思考之間 謙卑閣自然
自我親像一蕊花 自由開 自由美麗
若是有幸 來予詩人經過
凡勢就變作風景 佇冊內底

Ha
Kemasi palikulikuzan a pacun tjanusun
Namaia sun tua qurepus
Namaia sun tua vali
A neka nu tjaljuzuanan
Namaia sun tua supung a sevalivali
Neka nu namaia
Pakilaing tua su varung a semenay
Pakilaing tua su varung a uduli
Semenay a pa-pa-pa
Uduliu cia-cia-cia

飄渺的姿態 它曾經是你
修寂寞的學分 不敢問問題
穿上新衣服 忘了把標籤剪去
一陣風吹過發出他她牠ㄊㄚ的聲音
把秘密藏在一首歌裡 你還在尋找傳說中的愛情
可能有時候控制不了自己 總要讓幾個離人傷心
雲端是話語的伸展台
你在找一本最適切的字典
在世界就要緊緊相連的這一天
在我們都還支離破碎的這一天
雲端是話語的伸展台
而你還在找一本最適切的字典
在世界就要緊緊相連的這一天
在你把拳頭伸向鏡子的那一天

你敢欲和我鬥陣 咱來發明家己的語言
彼是目睭對目睭 是去宇宙踅過一輾 是恬恬咧飛
是佇正確佮思考之間 謙卑閣自然
自我親像一蕊花 自由開 自由美麗
若是有幸 來予詩人經過
凡勢就變作風景 佇冊內底

Marepacun
Marepacun

Perhaps It May Become a Scenery in the Book

Hey, do you dare to fight with me? Let's invent our own language
That's one's eye to one's eye, a trip across the universe, a sweet flight
It's in between correctness and thinking, humble and natural
Me, just like a flower, blossoming and flourishing freely
If we're lucky, a poet may come by
Everything could turn into a scenery, inside the book

Ha
Pack up the luggage and go our own way
I don't need your company anymore
I don't need you anymore
You're a traitor
I don't need your hypocrisy anymore
You're nothing
Don't blame me for being cruel
Don't blame me for being cold
Cruel, la-la-la
Cold, cha-cha-cha

The ethereal demeanor, it used to be you
Learning the lesson of loneliness, not daring to ask questions
Wearing new clothes, forgetting to cut off the tag
A gust of wind blew, making the sound of he, she, it, ta
Hiding the secret in a song, you're still searching for the legendary love
There may be times when you can't control yourself, always breaking the hearts of others
The cloud is the catwalk of words
You're looking for the most appropriate dictionary
On this day when the world is about to be closely connected
On this day when we're all still fragmented
The cloud is the catwalk of words
And you're still looking for the most appropriate dictionary
On this day when the world is about to be closely connected
On the day you swing your fist at the mirror

Do you dare to fight with me? Let's invent our own language
That's one's eye to one's eye, a trip across the universe, a sweet flight
It's in between correctness and thinking, humble and natural
Me, just like a flower, blossoming and flourishing freely
If we're lucky, a poet may come by
Everything could turn into a scenery, inside the book

March on
March on