Текст и перевод песни 周華健 - 有弦相聚

有弦相聚

悠忽灯光轻轻染臂上
伴我空的酒尊是对象
让吉它如常啊
心如常啊
高歌依稀地往事漫长
追追赶赶天天也这样
没有多少知心没变样
没太多情人啊
何情长啊
孤单音阶问谁和唱

弦上有我每晚在滴着泪
流露出堆堆积积爱与醉
诉说着一生中会有谁
在等待我会回问一句
弦上有我每晚在滴着泪
流泄的清清析析在继续
诉说着一生中会有谁
用生命再次教我别唏虚

恍恍惚惚的心已太累
习惯一室空虚伴我睡
让吉它怅怀啊
何长醉啊
高歌一曲自弹自醉

弦上有我每晚在滴着泪
流露出一些堆堆积积爱与醉
诉说着一生中会有谁
在等待我会回问一句
弦上有我每晚在滴着泪
流泄的种种清清析析爱继续
诉说着一生中会有谁
有生命再次教我别唏虚
弦上有我每晚在滴着泪
流露出一些堆堆积积爱与醉
诉说着一生中会有谁
在等待我会回问一句
弦上有我每晚在滴着泪
流泄的种种清清析析再继续
诉说着一生中会有谁
有生命再次教我教我别唏虚
一曲一杯滴下眼泪
一曲一杯滴下眼泪

Meet You with Strings

Unbeknownst to you, the lights gently dye my arm
The companion to my empty wine cup is my intended
Let the guitar remain the same
Let my heart remain the same
I faintly sing of past events
Chasing after day after day, it's always like this
There aren't many confidants that remain unchanged
There aren't many lovers
Why is love so long-lasting?
To whom should I ask to harmonize to this lonely melody?

On the strings, tears drip down every night
Flowing out in heaps of love and intoxication
Recounting who will appear in my life
Waiting for me, I'll ask a question
On the strings, tears drip down every night
Clearly and continuously flowing out
Recounting who will appear in my life
Teach me again, with life, not to be sad

My heart, in a daze, is too tired
I've grown accustomed to sleeping with the emptiness of a room
Let the guitar be filled with melancholy
Why is my intoxication so long?
I sing a song, playing and indulging myself

On the strings, tears drip down every night
Flowing out in heaps of love and intoxication
Recounting who will appear in my life
Waiting for me, I'll ask a question
On the strings, tears drip down every night
All sorts of love continue to flow out clearly
Recounting who will appear in my life
Teach me again, with life, not to be sad
On the strings, tears drip down every night
Flowing out in heaps of love and intoxication
Recounting who will appear in my life
Waiting for me, I'll ask a question
On the strings, tears drip down every night
All sorts of love continue to flow out clearly
Recounting who will appear in my life
Teach me again, with life, not to be sad
A song, a cup, and falling tears
A song, a cup, and falling tears