Текст и перевод песни 林奕匡 - 頌讚詩

頌讚詩

天邊有曙光 這片天 比往日晴朗
穿梭花裡 蝴蝶捉迷藏
聽小鳥唱歌 頌讚詩 洗昨夜迷惘
一雙雙仁慈目光

喜歡我們在難的關口擁有同樣盼望
喜歡我們連成最美的形狀
如天空總要降雨總要降雪請降在路旁
平靜的人 看著前方

風中有 兒童歌聲 人海聲 和種種美麗事情
傳揚溫馨 如天性 信望愛能作證
柔和心聲 從山頂 散落到地平
也許身處未可知的處境（別要失去熱情）
至少這片純真終得到呼應

跨得過世紀 脈搏中 總有內在美
一顆心如何自欺

終於我們在難的關口不再盲目勢利
終於我們用愛灌溉這田地
如花瓣飄到這裡飄到那裡只叫蜜月期
來日低潮 再度提醒你

風中有 兒童歌聲 人海聲 和種種美麗事情
傳揚溫馨 如天性 信望愛能作證
柔和心聲 同傾聽 你是否聽到那種神聖

謹此記下讚美之情
為人們做證 若來年淪為夢境

兒童歌聲 人海聲 和種種美麗事情
傳揚溫馨 如天性 你共我來見證
柔和心聲 同傾聽 擦亮了多少眼睛
也許身處未可知的處境（別要失去熱情）
至少這片純真今天已得到和應

Hymn of Praise

There is a glimmer on the horizon. The day is turning brighter than usual.
Butterflies are playing hide-and-seek in the flowers.
Listen to the birds singing a hymn of praise, washing away yesterday's confusion.
Compassionate glances all around.

I love that we share the same hopes when we're facing challenges.
I love that we come together to form a perfect shape.
Just as the heavens must fall rain and snow, let it fall on the roadside.
The peaceful ones look ahead.

In the wind, I hear the voices of children, the sounds of the crowd, and a symphony of beautiful things.
They spread warmth like a natural instinct. Faith, hope, and love will serve as witnesses.
Soothing melodies cascade from the mountain peaks all the way down to the horizon.
Even in the most unpredictable of circumstances (don't lose your passion)
At least this innocence will finally find a response.

We can get through centuries with an inner beauty that pulses through our veins.
How can a heart deceive itself?

Finally, we are no longer blind or selfish when faced with challenges.
Finally, we irrigate the fields with love.
Like petals that float here and there, only to call it a honeymoon period
The lows that come will remind you once again.

In the wind, I hear the voices of children, the sounds of the crowd, and a symphony of beautiful things.
They spread warmth like a natural instinct. Faith, hope, and love will serve as witnesses.
Soothing melodies resonate. Can you hear that sacred sound?

Let's record these praises.
As a testament to humanity, even if next year it becomes a distant memory.

The voices of children, the sounds of the crowd, and a symphony of beautiful things.
They spread warmth like a natural instinct. You and I are witnesses.
Soothing melodies resonate. They open so many eyes.
Even in the most unpredictable of circumstances (don't lose your passion)
At least this innocence has finally found a response today.