Текст и перевод песни 何韻詩 - 無臉人

無臉人

編：青山大樂隊
監: 青山大樂隊 hocc@goomusic
每天我戴好面具，
不需要有自己的長相，自己的表情。
在瑣事中忙碌不已，人群裡盲目前進，
這是生活還是夢境？
每晚我看著自己，
那個自己都不認得的自己。
五官早已模糊不清，
就像是，誰都可以，隨時就把我代替。
這樣我是存在著？
還是我只不過是活著？
我們像是無臉人，
一成不變地，走在這個人生的大齒輪，
思考別人怎樣去思考，直到變成其中一個。
但當我回望這旅程，那些夢是否隱隱痛著。
每當我看著新聞，
不需要有自己的判斷，自己的選擇。
偉大的事、悲慘的事，每天不都會發生？
當笑話看比較快樂。
每當我看著自己，
那個自己都不認得的自己。
那會不會我的生命，
就像是，今天結束，就被遺忘的標題？
這樣我是存在著？
還是我只不過是活著？
我們像是無臉人，
一成不變地，走在這個人生的大齒輪，
思考別人怎樣去思考，直到變成其中一個。
但當我回望這旅程，那些夢是否隱隱痛著。
不能再沉默，讓種子在果實裡漸漸冰封；
不能再沉沒，看著自己在水中，卻放棄了一動也不動。
昨天已經死去，後悔都是浪費；
明天還在繼續，改變都是機會。
這麼說吧：事情還沒到最後... 最後... 最後... 最後...
我們不是無臉人，
誰也都必須，走在這個人生的大齒輪，
懷疑別人怎樣去思考，直到變成獨一無二。
到時候，回望這旅程，那些夢是否重新亮著？

Faceless

Arr: Green Mountain Orchestra
Prod: Green Mountain Orchestra hocc@goomusic
Every day I put on my mask,
I don't need my own face, my own expression.
Busy with trivialities, blindly moving forward in the crowd,
Is this life or a dream?
Every night I look at myself,
That self that I don't even recognize.
My features are already blurred,
It's like, anyone can replace me at any time.
Do I exist like this?
Or am I just alive?
We are like the faceless,
Unchanging, walking in the big gear of life,
Thinking how others think, until becoming one of them.
But when I look back on this journey, do those dreams ache faintly?
Every time I watch the news,
I don't need my own judgment, my own choice.
Great things, tragic things, don't they happen every day?
It's happier to watch them as jokes.
Every time I look at myself,
That self that I don't even recognize.
Will my life be like this,
Like a headline that ends today, forgotten?
Do I exist like this?
Or am I just alive?
We are like the faceless,
Unchanging, walking in the big gear of life,
Thinking how others think, until becoming one of them.
But when I look back on this journey, do those dreams ache faintly?
We can't stay silent anymore, letting seeds freeze gradually in the fruit;
We can't sink anymore, watching ourselves in the water, yet not moving.
Yesterday is dead, regret is a waste;
Tomorrow continues, change is opportunity.
Let's say: It's not the end yet... The end... The end... The end...
We are not faceless,
Who must also walk in the big gear of life,
Questioning how others think, until becoming unique.
Then, looking back on this journey, will those dreams light up again?