Текст и перевод песни 吳業坤 - 孝順

孝順

是我習慣待你極孝順 為了換個愉快的欺哄
炎夏撥扇 寒夜送暖 我要得寵
做遍廿四樣了沒有用 用愛換愛多不可信
任我今晚 病到多重 慈母不痛

如何像他 深深栽種 你心中
頑皮若此 都教你動容 何其驕縱

頑童常在惹禍 你說不錯
像孝子 體貼如我 做母親 都不愛惜我
誰就像你心中次貨 勤力去做好功課
期望去換你一笑 都不理我

滴血奉獻 待你像偶像 但你任我 天生天養
愛的轇轕 就似家裡 難算的帳

孩兒畫好鮮花等你去欣賞
然而熱湯早送予別人 誰能補上

頑童常在惹禍 你說不錯
像孝子 體貼如我 做母親 都不愛惜我
誰就像你心中次貨 勤力去做好功課
然後你話有一句 做錯

痴戀的 都好比母子 上下早有位置
養育我 侮辱我 也沒法 半路離座

誰人涼薄忤逆 你贊他不錯
待你多恭敬如我 就抱擁 都不賜一個
誰又被孝心感染過其實 你是否憎我
留著我為了供養 不想愛我

Filial Piety

It's my habit to treat you with utmost filial piety, in exchange for a moment of sweet deception.
Fanning you in the sweltering heat, warming you on cold nights - all for your favor.
I've done everything under the sun, but it's all in vain. Love for love - it's a hollow promise.
No matter how sick I am tonight, my dear mother feels no pain.

How can I be like him, deeply embedded in your heart?
Even with all my mischievousness, you adore him. How utterly spoiled he is.

You say I'm a naughty child, always causing trouble.
Like a filial son, considerate as I am, I cannot earn your love as a mother.
Who's the second-rate in your eyes? I work so hard to do well in school.
Hoping for a smile from you, but you ignore me.

I've given you my blood, treated you like an idol, but you let me fend for myself.
The complexities of love are like an unsolvable equation in our home.

I've drawn beautiful flowers for you to admire.
But the heartwarming soup you've already given to someone else. Who can fill that void?

You say I'm a naughty child, always causing trouble.
Like a filial son, considerate as I am, I cannot earn your love as a mother.
Who's the second-rate in your eyes? I work so hard to do well in school.
Then you'd say I did something wrong.

The bonds of affection are like mother and child, with an unyielding hierarchy.
You nurture me, you insult me, and there's no escaping our roles.

You praise those who defy you. You say they're not so bad.
I've shown you the utmost respect, but you don't even give me a hug.
Who else has ever moved you with their filial piety? Do you despise me?
Am I just a meal ticket, a burden you'd rather not love?