Текст и перевод песни 李宗盛 - 新寫的舊歌

新寫的舊歌

比起母親的總是憂心忡忡
是啊 他更像是個若無其事的 旁觀者
刻意拘謹的旁觀者 遺憾

我從未將他寫進我的歌
然而 天曉得這意味些什麼
然後我 一下子也活到 容易落淚的歲了
當徒勞人世糾葛 兌現成風霜皺褶
爸 我想你了

到臨老 纔想到要反省父子關係
說真的 其實在回答自己 敷衍了半生的命題
沈甸甸的命題 它在這裡 將我拽回過去
像個終於靈驗的咒語 那些年只顧自己
雖然我的追求他 無能 也無力參與

只記得 我很著急
也許 因為這樣 沒能聽見他微弱的嘉許
我知道 他肯定得意
只是 等不到機會 當面跟我提

思念其實不是 不是這個歌的主題
我相信不只有我 在回憶時覺得吃力
兩個男人 極有可能終其一生只是長得像而已
有幸運的 成為知己 有不幸的 只能是甲乙
若是你同意 天下父親多數都平凡得可以
也許你就會捨不得再追根究底
我記得自己 當庸碌無為的日子悄然如約而至
我只顧卑微地喘息 甚至沒有陪他 失去呼吸

一首新寫的舊歌 它早該寫了
寫一個人子 和逝去的父親講和
我早已想不起 吹噓過的風景
而總是記著他 混濁的眼睛
用我不敢直視的認真表情 那麼艱難地掙扎著前行

一首新寫的舊歌 不怕你曉得
那個以前的小李 曾經有多傻呢
先是擔心 自己沒出息 然後費盡心機想有驚喜
等到好像終於活明白了 已來不及 他不等你
已來不及 他等過你 已來不及

一首新寫的舊歌 怎麼把人心攪得
讓滄桑的男人 拿酒當水喝
往事像一場自己演的電影 說的是平凡父子的感情
兩個看來容易卻難以入戲的角色 能有多少共鳴

一首新寫的舊歌 怎麼就這麼巧了
知道誰藏好的心 還有個缺角呢
我當這首歌是給他的獻禮
但願他正在某處微笑看自己 有一天當我乘風去見你
再聊聊 這歌裡 來不及說 的千言萬語
下一次 我們都不缺席

比起母親的總是憂心忡忡
是啊 他更像是個若無其事的旁觀者
刻意拘謹的旁觀者
爸 請你從此安心 待在我的歌

A Newly-written Old Song

Compared to a mother’s heart that’s always worried sick
Yea, he is more like an indifferent onlooker
An intentionally reserved onlooker. Such a pity.

I had never written him into my songs
But, my dear, you know what this means
Then, I had suddenly lived to an age where it’s easy to shed tears
When all the vain worldly entanglements are cashed in as wrinkles caused by the elements
Dad, I miss you

Only when I was near the end of my life did I think to reflect on the father-son relationship
Honestly, the truth is, I was justifying for myself and had been perfunctory for half of my life
The weighty proposition. It’s here, pulling me back to the past
Like an incantation that had finally come true. All those years, I only cared about myself
Even though he was incapable of and powerless to take part in my pursuits

I only remember that I was very impatient
Perhaps because of this, I was unable to hear his feeble approval
I know he must have been proud
But he didn’t live long enough to have a chance to mention it to me in person

Actually, missing is not, my dear, the theme of this music
I know that I am not the only one who finds remembering hard
Two men are very likely to only look alike for their entire lives
Some are lucky to become confidants, and it’s a pity that others can only be labeled as A and B
If you agree that, in the world, most fathers are quite ordinary
Perhaps you will be reluctant to probe into it any further
I remember myself, when the unremarkable days quietly arrived as scheduled
I was so busy with my own humble breathing that I didn’t even accompany him to his final breath

A newly-written old song. It should have been written long ago
About a son reconciling with his departed father
I can no longer remember the scenery I used to brag about
But I always remember his turbid eyes
With an expression of earnest that I didn’t dare to look at, he struggled forward with difficulty

A newly-written old song. Don’t be afraid to know, my dear
Just how much that Little Li was a birdbrain
First worried about his own incompetence and then put every effort into creating a surprise
When it felt like he had finally acquired some enlightenment, it was too late. He didn’t wait for you
It’s too late. He had waited for you. It’s too late.

A newly-written old song. How come it stirs hearts?
Making grizzled men drink spirits as if it’s water
The past is like a film that I starred in myself, telling a story about the ordinary feelings between a father and a son
Two characters who look friendly but are difficult to play. How much resonance can there be?

A newly-written old song. How come it’s such a coincidence?
Who hides a well-concealed heart that has a missing corner?
I made this song to dedicate to him
I hope he is somewhere smiling while watching himself. One day, when I’ll ride the wind and go to see you
I’ll chat with you about the thousand words that this song couldn’t express in time
Next time, neither of us will be absent

Compared to a mother’s heart that’s always worried sick
Yea, he is more like an indifferent onlooker
An intentionally reserved onlooker
Dad, please rest assured and stay in my songs