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Faithball

倪安东

汗水的重量

天后之战 电影主题曲

还记得那个夏天 烈日之下我们拼了命追赶
磨掉了球鞋 擦破了手掌 身上是永远拧不干的汗衫

还记得那些嘲笑 好像子弹将我们不断中伤
因为不够强 所以要变得更强 被看得越低越要用力高攀

痛到红着眼眶 却更加咬紧牙关 越不可能越倔强

有多少希望 都失望 纸飞机坠到地上
有时也 不免怀疑 坚持的方向
但流过的汗 有重量 烧成明天的阳光
每一次摔下来就更贴近梦想土壤 鞠躬再挥棒

还记得那个操场 我们围成一圈肆无忌惮地乱躺
陪我夺过了勋章 陪我一起被罚站 没人出声却总有你为我呐喊

还记得那些海浪 扑过脸上留下梦一样的图案
现实有多野蛮 我们就更善良 乐天知命紧握最初的信仰

命运给我一巴掌 我就要让它鼓掌 越挫越勇才好玩

有多少希望 都失望 纸飞机坠到地上
有时也 不免怀疑 坚持的方向
但流过的汗 有重量 烧成明天的阳光
每一次摔下来就更贴近梦想土壤 只要再挥棒

命运给我一巴掌 我就要让它鼓掌 越挫越勇才好玩

有多少希望 都失望 每走一步更漫长
再重伤 也重不过 对自己失望
但流过的汗 有重量 滋养心中的天堂
总有一天 会叫那些轻蔑眼光 变成了敬仰

Faithball

Ni Andong

The Weight of Sweat

Theme song for the movie "Empress of Tennis"

Remember that summer, we ran like crazy under the sun
Wore out our sneakers, bled from our palms, soaked in sweat that never dried

Remember those taunts, like bullets wounding us again and again
Because we were not strong enough, we had to become stronger, looked down upon, so we tried harder

Tears burned our eyes, but we clenched our teeth, the harder it was, the more stubborn we became

How many hopes, how many disappointments, paper planes crashed to the ground
Sometimes, I couldn't help but question the way
But the sweat we shed weighs a ton, burning into tomorrow's sunlight
Every fall brought us closer to our dreams, bowing and swinging again

Remember that playground, we sat in a circle, carefree
You cheered me on, we got into trouble together, no words were spoken, but you were always there

Remember those waves, crashing over us, leaving dreamlike patterns
No matter how wild the world is, we will stay kind, optimistic, and hold onto our faith

If fate slaps me, I'll make it applaud, stumbling only makes it more fun

How many hopes, how many disappointments, paper planes crashed to the ground
Sometimes, I couldn't help but question the way
But the sweat we shed weighs a ton, burning into tomorrow's sunlight
Every fall brought us closer to our dreams, just one more swing

If fate slaps me, I'll make it applaud, stumbling only makes it more fun

How many hopes, how many disappointments, every step is longer
No matter how hurt I am, it's never as bad as disappointing myself
But the sweat we shed weighs a ton, nourishing the paradise in our hearts
There will come a day when those who scorned us will look up to us with admiration