夜鐘 - Nan Quan Mama перевод на английский

夜鐘

夜钟
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弹头：瞳孔中的衣袖 伸出了你的手
冰冷的无法形容 追逐的画面中
你忧伤的笑容 幸福却擦身而走
宇豪：越是夜幕低垂 钟摆就摆荡的越是低回
不愿意回想的从前就延伸到对街三楼的空房间
时间直逼十二的临界点 好不容易我把思绪拉回
是什么人想唤起什么样的从前 我微微的阖上眼
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弹头：瞳孔中的衣袖 伸出了你的手
冰冷的无法形容 追逐的画面中
你忧伤的笑容 幸福却擦身而走
宇豪：我看见了你的脸 你就是笑那么微甜
头发隐藏的背后刻著一道伤痕 我还是无法理解
牵著你的手走在已经荒废的第三条街
我想起了你是谁 未完成的从前 随夜钟消逝不见
弹头：瞳孔中的衣袖 伸出了你的手
冰冷的无法形容 追逐的画面中
你忧伤的笑容 幸福却擦身而走
弹头：瞳孔中的衣袖 伸出了你的手
冰冷的无法形容 追逐的画面中
你忧伤的笑容 幸福却擦身而走
music now
弹头：瞳孔中的衣袖 伸出了你的手
冰冷的无法形容 追逐的画面中
你忧伤的笑容 幸福却擦身而走
宇豪：我看见了你的脸 你就是笑的那么微甜
头发隐藏的背后刻著一道伤痕 我还是无法理解
不愿意回想从前 不愿意回想从前
就延伸到对街不见
牵著你的手走在荒废三条街
我想起了你是谁 未完成的从前
还是无法理解 随夜钟消逝不见
想唤起从前 就只好微微的阖上眼
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Night Bell

Night Bell
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Ballhead: In the pupils of my sleeve, your hand reached out
A coldness I can't describe, in the chasing scene
Your sorrowful smile, happiness just brushed past
Yuhao: The more the night falls, the lower the pendulum swings
The past I don't want to recall extends to the empty room on the third floor across the street
Time is pressing towards twelve, I finally pull my thoughts back
What kind of past does someone want to evoke? I gently close my eyes
music now
Ballhead: In the pupils of my sleeve, your hand reached out
A coldness I can't describe, in the chasing scene
Your sorrowful smile, happiness just brushed past
Yuhao: I saw your face, your smile so bittersweet
A scar engraved behind your hidden hair, I still can't understand
Holding your hand, walking down the deserted third street
I remembered who you are, the unfinished past, vanishing with the night bell
Ballhead: In the pupils of my sleeve, your hand reached out
A coldness I can't describe, in the chasing scene
Your sorrowful smile, happiness just brushed past
Ballhead: In the pupils of my sleeve, your hand reached out
A coldness I can't describe, in the chasing scene
Your sorrowful smile, happiness just brushed past
music now
Ballhead: In the pupils of my sleeve, your hand reached out
A coldness I can't describe, in the chasing scene
Your sorrowful smile, happiness just brushed past
Yuhao: I saw your face, your smile so bittersweet
A scar engraved behind your hidden hair, I still can't understand
Unwilling to recall the past, unwilling to recall the past
It extends across the street, out of sight
Holding your hand, walking down the deserted third street
I remembered who you are, the unfinished past
Still can't understand, vanishing with the night bell
To evoke the past, I just gently close my eyes
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