Текст и перевод песни Hardpack - 小喇叭

小喇叭

電視機裡面有位彩色的鼓佬
日日返廠數拍子數得好枯燥
完事總會講句
「咁樣打鼓好好玩」
陪著這個樂壇
愈來愈忙愈來愈懶
跟手見鼓佬
隔離 Bass 皺眉
想砸爛隻 Bass 好鬼得意
主音結他手裡面火機撻著
火燒流行 Chord 紙 仲要笑

小喇叭 平日呢班粉葛樣樣望唔順眼
小喇叭 無奈供樓需要個個繼續死撐
小喇叭 然後咩 job 都接自認愈來愈濫
原來發夢還發夢 無錢的我仲邊敢去玩

遇著收音機間中數榜好想嘔
二十首歌曲究竟邊首打邊首
前日先至錄完
「差不多呢一種 groove」
明日登上大台
奉陪大人做場大戲
想當晚 band 房裡面隊酒發誓
一於做隻好歌 出張新碟
吹噓到身體發熱即刻鍛鍊
去樂壇巡一轉 大作戰

小喇叭 平日呢班粉葛樣樣望唔順眼
小喇叭 無奈供樓需要個個繼續死撐
小喇叭 然後咩 job 都接自認愈來愈濫
原來發夢還發夢 無錢的我仲邊敢去玩

屎 我吃得多 迫我去抄歌 寧願去捱餓
總之我清楚 今天再坎坷 明日四圍望
屎 我吃得多 迫我去跟風 寧願去捱餓
總之我清楚 寫首我的歌 命運隨處撞

小喇叭 平日呢班粉葛樣樣望唔順眼
小喇叭 無奈供樓需要個個繼續死撐
小喇叭 然後咩 job 都接自認愈來愈濫
原來發夢還發夢 無錢的我仲邊敢去玩

Trumpet

There is a colorful drummer on TV
Every day back to the factory, counting beats, so dull
He always ends with
'Playing drums like this is so much fun'
Accompanying the music circle
Busier and busier, lazier and lazier
Then I saw the drummer
Next to the bass player with a frown
Wanting to smash his bass, so funny
The lead guitarist with a lighter in his hand
Setting fire to popular chord sheets, still laughing

Trumpet My darling, everyday this bunch of fools, I find them so irritating
Trumpet Darling, have no choice but to pay the mortgage, so they all keep going
Trumpet Then accept any job that comes along, I admit, I'm becoming more and more easy
It turns out that I'm still dreaming, but a penniless me, how dare I dream?

When I listen to the radio, counting the charts, I feel like vomiting
Twenty songs, which one beats which?
I just finished recording the day before
'This kind of groove is almost there.'
Tomorrow, I'll go on a big stage
To accompany the adults in a big show
I want to go to the studio that night and swear with wine
Let's make a good song and release a new album.
Brag until I'm hot and start exercising
Go on a tour in the music circle, a big fight

Trumpet My darling, everyday this bunch of fools, I find them so irritating
Trumpet Darling, have no choice but to pay the mortgage, so they all keep going
Trumpet Then accept any job that comes along, I admit, I'm becoming more and more easy
It turns out that I'm still dreaming, but a penniless me, how dare I dream?

Shit I've eaten a lot of, forcing me to copy songs, I'd rather starve
Anyway, I know, no matter how rough things are today, tomorrow, I'll look around
Shit I've eaten a lot of, forcing me to follow the trend, I'd rather starve
Anyway, I know, write a song that's mine, and fate will strike anywhere

Trumpet My darling, everyday this bunch of fools, I find them so irritating
Trumpet Darling, have no choice but to pay the mortgage, so they all keep going
Trumpet Then accept any job that comes along, I admit, I'm becoming more and more easy
It turns out that I'm still dreaming, but a penniless me, how dare I dream?