Текст и перевод песни 陳昇 - 華人公寓

華人公寓

华人公寓
There is a house 住著面無表情的傷心客
他不願醒來 跟世界已經沒有了情份
There is a house 住著一個空心的背包客
別以為自己夠浪漫 關於愛情到死了也不會明白
There is a house住著一個不會迷惘的苦行者
擁有無以倫比的信仰 誰會懷疑夜裡他還傷心著
There is a house 住著跟你一樣漠然的旅人
先生你別傷害我 天明時我想跟你一起走
你陌生又熟悉的旅人啊 不要住到這裡來
華人公寓的門都不上鎖 沒有人會分擔你的心情
你在深夜聽見哭泣的聲音 是房間裡住著笨小孩
有些事情不要問 長大了自己就會明白
你驕傲又華麗的旅人啊 千萬不要住到這裡來
華人公寓的心房冷冰冰 經不住你熱情的溫存
你在廊間錯身而過 別問我為何要離開
華人公寓的心房是秘密 你這是什麼問題
一無所有的旅人啊 千萬不要住到這裡來
華人公寓的心房是秘密 經不住廉價的浪漫主義
退下你滿身的武裝 也不會是自由的人
記憶是苦澀的枷鎖 你不要再有問題
There is a house 走了一些沒有名字的傷心客
空出來的房間 等待著跟你一樣傷心的旅人
There is a house 住著跟我一樣忘了來時路的旅人
打不開心門的鎖 你別問我是從哪裡來
There is a house

Chinese Apartment

Chinese apartment
There is a house where detached and brokenhearted guests live
They refuse to wake up and have lost touch with the world
There is a house where a backpacker with emptiness lives
Don't assume you are romantic enough; You never will understand love until your dying day
There is a house where an ascetic who is never uncertain lives
They have unequalled faith. Who would doubt that they still sorrow at night?
There is a house where a traveller as indifferent as you live
Sir, do not harm me. When the daylight comes, I wish to accompany you.
Oh, strange yet familiar traveller. Don't come to live here.
The doors of the Chinese apartment are never locked; No one will share your cares.
At dead of night, you will hear the sound of weeping - it is the foolish child who lives in the room,
Don't ask certain questions. You will understand them yourself when you grow up.
Oh, proud and wonderful traveller, don't dare come to live here.
The Chinese apartment's mind is cold as ice; it cannot bear your warm affection.
We pass each other on the verandah. Don't ask me why I am leaving.
The Chinese apartment's mind is a secret, What kind of question is that?
Oh, penniless traveller, don't dare come to live here.
The Chinese apartment's mind is a secret; it cannot withstand cheap romanticism.
Lay down your arms, You won't be free anyway.
Memory is a bitter chain; stop asking questions.
There is a house. Some nameless brokenhearted guests have left.
The rooms they vacated await travellers as unhappy as you are.
There is a house where a traveller who has forgotten the way they came just like me lives.
Don't ask me where I came from. I don't know how to open the locked door.
There is a house.