Текст и перевод песни 巫啟賢 - 命運武士
命运武士
Oh,
Fate
Warrior
命运的武士
Warrior
of
fate
在长夜的尽头冷冷注视
In
the
depth
of
the
long
night,
you
gaze
coldly
我的儿时旧梦
At
my
childhood
dreams
of
old
看穿我多虚伪的脸孔
You
see
through
my
deceitful
face
却从来不愿开口永远守着冷漠
Yet
you
won't
speak,
keeping
silent,
remaining
cold
永远坚持着内心的寂寞
Endlessly
enduring
the
solitude
of
your
heart
把所有喜怒哀愁
Keeping
all
your
joy
and
anger,
sorrow
and
misery
锁在他黑色的睡梦中
Buried
within
your
dreams
of
darkness
命运的武士在黎明的身后
Warrior
of
fate,
behind
the
dawn
紧紧缠住自己无情双手
Your
merciless
hands
cling
tightly
to
yourself
面对我多美丽的心痛却始终故作盲聋
You
face
my
most
beautiful
pain
but
pretend
to
be
deaf
and
blind
听我呐喊苍穹看我拥抱回音的承诺
You
listen
to
my
cries
to
the
heavens,
watch
me
embrace
the
promise
of
echoes
把昨日错误种种展现成我今夜的笑容
My
past
mistakes
manifest
as
my
smile
tonight
一样的武士踏着不同的脚步
Warriors
alike,
walking
different
paths
忙碌指挥命运的走向
Frantically
directing
the
course
of
destiny
盲目主宰生命的去处
Blindly
dominating
the
whereabouts
of
life
是他千年万年永远不变的路
It's
his
path
that
will
never
change
伴着日月星晨无数
Accompanied
by
countless
suns,
moons,
and
stars
燃烧时间继续的冷酷
Burning
the
coldness
of
time
一样的故事总是的同地重复
The
same
story
repeats
itself
一页页写不好的剧幕
Page
after
page
of
an
unfinished
play
总是没有开始的结果
A
story
without
a
beginning
也许成长就需要酒精的孤独
Perhaps
growing
up
requires
the
solitude
of
alcohol
才能了解无知纯朴
To
comprehend
innocence
and
naivety
要从那里开始去回顾
Where
do
I
start
to
look
back?
命运的武士在黎明的身后
Warrior
of
fate,
behind
the
dawn
面对我多美丽的心痛却始终故作盲聋
You
face
my
most
beautiful
pain
but
pretend
to
be
deaf
and
blind
听我呐喊苍穹看我拥抱回音的承诺
You
listen
to
my
cries
to
the
heavens,
watch
me
embrace
the
promise
of
echoes
把昨日错误种种展现成我今夜的笑容
My
past
mistakes
manifest
as
my
smile
tonight
一样的武士踏着不同的脚步
Warriors
alike,
walking
different
paths
忙碌指挥命运的走向
Frantically
directing
the
course
of
destiny
盲目主宰生命的去处
Blindly
dominating
the
whereabouts
of
life
是他千年万年永远不变的路
It's
his
path
that
will
never
change
伴着日月星晨无数
Accompanied
by
countless
suns,
moons,
and
stars
燃烧时间继续的冷酷
Burning
the
coldness
of
time
一样的故事总是的同地重复
The
same
story
repeats
itself
一页页写不好的剧幕
Page
after
page
of
an
unfinished
play
总是没有开始的结果
A
story
without
a
beginning
也许成长就需要酒精的孤独
Perhaps
growing
up
requires
the
solitude
of
alcohol
才能了解无知纯朴
To
comprehend
innocence
and
naivety
要从那里开始去回顾
Where
do
I
start
to
look
back?
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