一生痴心 - 孙露 перевод на английский

一生痴心

看岁月如梦 听誓言如风 回首往事已朦胧
为你喝的酒 为你忍的痛 谁记得谁愿带走
用一身伤口 换一夜寂寞 不该为爱再停留
放开你的手 面对我的愁 无力分辨是对是错

站在飘著细雨的街口 让这往事历历上心头
曾是我期待已久的温柔 为何又从我手中洒落

谁知道我一生痴心一场梦 你又忍心让我梦醒成空
我甘心付出所有 情愿承受折磨 留不下你为我守候
一生痴心一场梦 终究还是难脱命运捉弄
当春雨秋风走过 当你蓦然回首 是否你会告诉自己 深爱过我

用一身伤口 换一夜寂寞 不该为爱再停留
放开你的手 面对我的愁 无力分辨是对是错

站在飘著细雨的街口 让这往事历历上心头
曾是我期待已久的温柔 为何又从我手中洒落

谁知道我一生痴心一场梦 你又忍心让我梦醒成空
我甘心付出所有 情愿承受折磨 留不下你为我守候
一生痴心一场梦 终究还是难脱命运捉弄
当春雨秋风走过 当你蓦然回首 是否你会告诉自己 深爱过我

当春雨秋风走过 当你蓦然回首 是否你会告诉自己 深爱过我

A Lifetime of Heartfelt Devotion

Watching time slip by like a dream, listening to promises carried away by the wind, looking back, memories blur.
The wine I drank for you, the pain I endured, who remembers, who is willing to take it away?
With a body riddled with wounds, I exchange it for a lonely night, I should no longer linger for love.
I let go of your hand, facing my own sorrow, unable to discern right from wrong.

Standing at the street corner where the drizzle falls, these memories come flooding back.
The tenderness I once longed for, why did it slip away from my grasp?

Who would have known that my lifetime of heartfelt devotion was a mere dream, yet you were heartless enough to wake me from it.
I willingly gave my all, I was prepared to endure any torment, I couldn't keep you by my side.
A lifetime of heartfelt devotion, a mere dream, ultimately unable to escape the tricks of fate.
When spring rains and autumn winds blow by, when you look back, will you tell yourself that you truly loved me?

With a body riddled with wounds, I exchange it for a lonely night, I should no longer linger for love.
I let go of your hand, facing my own sorrow, unable to discern right from wrong.

Standing at the street corner where the drizzle falls, these memories come flooding back.
The tenderness I once longed for, why did it slip away from my grasp?

Who would have known that my lifetime of heartfelt devotion was a mere dream, yet you were heartless enough to wake me from it.
I willingly gave my all, I was prepared to endure any torment, I couldn't keep you by my side.
A lifetime of heartfelt devotion, a mere dream, ultimately unable to escape the tricks of fate.
When spring rains and autumn winds blow by, when you look back, will you tell yourself that you truly loved me?

When spring rains and autumn winds blow by, when you look back, will you tell yourself that you truly loved me?