Текст и перевод песни Mixer - 筆劃

筆劃

盪鞦韆盪呀盪過了快被放棄的畫面
那片 還算叫綠色的草原
那座 只能用聽說的樂園
在家門前的長走道上老人坐著搖椅吐著煙
播著 愛聽的那張老唱片
幽幽的 說他記得

（在跟著爭辯老舊的語言）
被善變玩弄著的字眼
（被弄皺的臉反省著昨天）
畫上這時代最適合的濃妝

來不及的話記著筆劃
誰站在高牆誰開著槍
野蠻在路上也瞞過了更狡猾的嘴巴
女孩手裡抓緊著娃娃
眼前的戰場就是童話
往前的木馬 記得走回家
紮起誰落下的白髮

（在跟著爭辯老舊的語言）
被善變玩弄著的字眼
（被弄皺的臉反省著昨天）
卻找不到這時代最適合的罪

來不及的話記著筆劃
誰站在高牆誰開著槍
野蠻在路上也瞞過了更狡猾的嘴巴
女孩手裡抓緊著娃娃
眼前的戰場就是童話
往前的木馬 記得走回家
儘管早就遍體鱗傷

Brushstrokes

Swinging on the swing makes me feel like I've almost given up on the picture
That patch of still-green grass
That amusement park I've only heard about
An old man sitting in a rocking chair on the long path outside the house as he exhales smoke
Playing that familiar old record
Quietly, he says he remembers

（as he follows the arguments in the antiquated language）
The words that fickle fancy toys with
（as a wrinkled face reflects on yesterday）
Wearing the boldest makeup that's most in fashion

If I don't say it in time, remember the brushstrokes
Who's standing on the high wall and who's pulling the trigger
Savagery's in the streets, outsmarting even the slickest tongues
The girl's clutching a doll in her hand
The battlefield in front of her is a fairy tale
The rocking horse taking us forward, remember to go home
Tidying up whose white hair fell out

（as he follows the arguments in the antiquated language）
The words that fickle fancy toys with
（as a wrinkled face reflects on yesterday）
But can't find the crime that's most in fashion

If I don't say it in time, remember the brushstrokes
Who's standing on the high wall and who's pulling the trigger
Savagery's in the streets, outsmarting even the slickest tongues
The girl's clutching a doll in her hand
The battlefield in front of her is a fairy tale
The rocking horse taking us forward, remember to go home
In spite of all the wounds that cover us