Текст и перевод песни 張學友 - 每天愛你多一些

每天愛你多一些

無求甚麼 無尋甚麼 突破天地 但求夜深
奔波以後 能望見你 你可否知道麼
平凡亦可 平淡亦可 自有天地 但求日出
清早到後 能望見你 那已經很好過

當身邊的一切如風 是你讓我找到根蒂
不願離開 只願留低 情是永不枯萎

而每過一天 每一天 這醉者
便愛你多些 再多些 至滿瀉
我發覺我最愛與你編寫 以後明天的深夜
而每過一天 每一天 這醉者
便愛你多些 再多些 至滿瀉
我最愛你與我這生一起 哪懼明天風高路斜

名是甚麼 財是甚麼 是好滋味 但如在生
朝朝每夜 能望見你 那更加的好過
當身邊的一切如風 是你讓我找到根蒂
不願離開 只願留低 情是永不枯萎

而每過一天 每一天 這醉者
便愛你多些 再多些 至滿瀉
我發覺我最愛與你編寫 以後明天的深夜
而每過一天 每一天 這醉者
便愛你多些 再多些 至滿瀉
我最愛你與我這生一起 哪懼明天風高路斜

而每過一天 每一天 這醉者
便愛你多些 再多些 至滿瀉
我發覺我最愛與你編寫 以後明天的深夜
而每過一天 每一天 這情深者
便愛你多些 然後再多一些
我最愛你與我這生一起 哪懼明天風高路斜

I Only Love You More with Each Passing Day

I don't ask anything or search for anything. Breaking through the world, I only ask that in the depths of the night,
After the hustle and bustle, I can see you. Do you know?
Even the ordinary is fine, and the bland is fine, as long as there is a heaven. I only ask that at sunrise,
After the morning arrives, I can see you. That is already better.

When everything around me is like the wind, you're the one who makes me find my roots.
Unwilling to leave, I only want to stay. Love will never wither.

And with each passing day, each day, this drunkard
Loves you more and more, until it overflows.
I find that I love writing with you the most, the late nights of tomorrow.
And with each passing day, each day, this drunkard
Loves you more and more, until it overflows.
I love you with me for the rest of my life, not afraid of the stormy road ahead.

What is fame? What is wealth? It is a good taste, but if in life,
Every morning and night, I can see you, that is even better.
When everything around me is like the wind, you're the one who makes me find my roots.
Unwilling to leave, I only want to stay. Love will never wither.

And with each passing day, each day, this drunkard
Loves you more and more, until it overflows.
I find that I love writing with you the most, the late nights of tomorrow.
And with each passing day, each day, this drunkard
Loves you more and more, until it overflows.
I love you with me for the rest of my life, not afraid of the stormy road ahead.

And with each passing day, each day, this drunkard
Loves you more and more, until it overflows.
I find that I love writing with you the most, the late nights of tomorrow.
And with each passing day, each day, this lover
Loves you more and more, and then a little more.
I love you with me for the rest of my life, not afraid of the stormy road ahead.