Текст и перевод песни Shine - 燕尾蝶

燕尾蝶

那些 胭脂色的 香檳色的 伸手可折的
段段艷遇 處處有染 都放在眼前
害怕採花 天黑路遠
情願對路邊燈飾眷戀

那些 玻璃鑲的 水晶雕的 一觸即碎的
逐步逐步 進佔世界 通向沒有完
地厚天高 如寂寞難免
誰家有後園 修補破損

燕尾蝶 疲倦了 在偉大佈景下
這地球 若果有樂園 會像這般嗎?

摘去鮮花 然後種出大廈
層層疊的進化 摩天都市 大放煙花
耀眼煙花 隨著記憶落下
繁華像幅廣告畫
蝴蝶夢裡醒來 記不起 對花蕊 的牽掛

那些 山中開的 天邊飛的 不知所措的
漸漸熟習 世界會變 不再受驚怕
為免犧牲 情願被同化
移徙到鬧市找一個家

燕尾蝶 存活了 在發射塔之下
這地球 若果有樂園 會像這般嗎?

摘去鮮花 然後種出大廈
層層疊的進化 摩天都市 大放煙花
耀眼煙花 隨著記憶落下
繁華像幅廣告畫
蝴蝶夢裡醒來 記不起 對花蕊 的牽掛

再也不怕 懷念昨日餘香
百合花 芬芳嗎?
摘去鮮花 然後種出大廈
文明是種進化 儘管適應 別制止它
力竭聲沙 情懷承受不起風化
叢林不割下 如何建造繁華
別問怎麼不愛它?
蝴蝶夢裡醒來 記不起 對花蕊 有過牽掛

Swallowtail Butterfly

Those rouge-coloured champagne-coloured ones that can be picked by hand,
Fleeting encounters and ignominious stains are all placed before me.
Afraid to pick the flower; the road is dark and distant.
I'd rather linger after the roadside lamplight.

Those glass-rimmed crystal-carved ones that shatter at a touch,
Step by step, they conquer the world, leading to no end.
Earth and sky are vast; it's hard to keep loneliness away.
Whose backyard can mend my broken heart?

Swallowtail butterfly, tired from the grand backdrop,
If this world has a paradise, would it look like this?

Pluck the flower and cultivate skyscrapers.
Layer upon layer of evolution, the metropolis erupts in fireworks.
Dazzling fireworks descend with memories.
Prosperity, like a billboard,
Awakening from the butterfly dream, I can't recall my affection for the stamen.

Those that bloom in the mountains, fly in the sky, and wander aimlessly,
Gradually becoming accustomed to the changing world, no longer afraid.
To avoid sacrifice, I'd rather be assimilated,
Migrating to the city, searching for a home.

Swallowtail butterfly, surviving under the transmission tower,
If this world has a paradise, would it look like this?

Pluck the flower and cultivate skyscrapers.
Layer upon layer of evolution, the metropolis erupts in fireworks.
Dazzling fireworks descend with memories.
Prosperity, like a billboard,
Awakening from the butterfly dream, I can't recall my affection for the stamen.

No longer fearing, I reminisce about the lingering fragrance of yesterday.
Is the lily fragrant?
Pluck the flower and cultivate skyscrapers.
Civilization is a kind of evolution; despite adaptation, don't hinder it.
Exhausted and hoarse, my feelings can't withstand erosion.
If the jungle is not cut down, how can we build prosperity?
Don't ask why I don't love her.
Awakening from the butterfly dream, I can't recall my affection for the stamen.