Текст и перевод песни Jason Zhang - 穿堂风

穿堂风

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穿越了 誘惑著我的顏色
下著火 紅了眼窩
風兒在 訴說著他的難過
有人路過還被說成巧合

別羞澀 讓我來打開這墨盒
捨不得 快下筆猜測別琢磨
越求和 越想越讓人難過
好好折磨 它叫做

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沿風車走著 正又反如何 誰來管我?
可我好執著 可我好執著 別說破
沿路找尋著 訴又求很多 別用黑白
越描越渾濁 越描越渾濁 吹散了

穿越過生活調配的顏色
回到了 躲禍的窩
幸好有你擋著不那麼忐忑
誠實地說讓我有了著落

別羞澀 讓我來打開這墨盒
捨不得 快下筆猜測別琢磨
越求和 越想越讓人難過
好好折磨 它叫做

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沿風車走著 正又反如何 誰來管我?
可我好執著 可我好執著 別說破
沿路找尋著 訴又求很多 別用黑白
越描越渾濁 越描越渾濁 吹散了

(Ha-yiya-yiya-yiya-yiya) 我的人生 白的
我的人生 黑的
(Ha-yiya-yiya-yiya-yiya-ha-yiya) 我的人生 白的 板的
白的 巴適得 嗯板凳兒

(Ha-yiya-yiya-yiya-yiya) 我的人生 白的
我的人生 黑的
(Ha-yiya-yiya-yiya-yiya-ha-yiya) 我的人生 白的 板的
白的 巴適得 嗯板凳兒

(Ha-yiya-yiya-yiya-yiya) 我的人生 白的
我的人生 黑的
(Ha-yiya-yiya-yiya-yiya-ha-yiya) 我的人生 白的 板的
白的 巴適得 嗯板凳兒

(Ha-yiya-yiya-yiya-yiya) 我的人生 白的
我的人生 黑的
(Ha-yiya-yiya-yiya-yiya-ha-yiya) 我的人生 白的 板的
白的 巴適得 嗯板凳兒

Hoo-whoo
有錢難買 穿堂風
但還是要有點兒 下數哦
吹多了 還是著不住哦

Draught

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Passing through, tempting me with its colors
Burning up, my eyes are red
The wind whispers its sorrows
Someone passing by is called a coincidence

Don't be shy, let me open this inkwell
Can't bear to part, put pen to paper, guess, don't overthink
The more I seek peace, the more I think, the sadder I become
Let it torment, it's called

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Walking along the windmill, right or wrong, who cares?
But I'm so persistent, so persistent, don't tell
Searching along the road, pleading and asking for so much, don't use black and white
The more I paint, the muddier it gets, the more I paint, the muddier it gets, it blows away

Passing through the colors life has mixed
Returned to my hiding place
Luckily, having you there makes me less anxious
Honestly, you give me a sense of belonging

Don't be shy, let me open this inkwell
Can't bear to part, put pen to paper, guess, don't overthink
The more I seek peace, the more I think, the sadder I become
Let it torment, it's called

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Walking along the windmill, right or wrong, who cares?
But I'm so persistent, so persistent, don't tell
Searching along the road, pleading and asking for so much, don't use black and white
The more I paint, the muddier it gets, the more I paint, the muddier it gets, it blows away

(Ha-yiya-yiya-yiya-yiya) My life is white
My life is black
(Ha-yiya-yiya-yiya-yiya-ha-yiya) My life is white, like a board
White, comfortable, like a bench

(Ha-yiya-yiya-yiya-yiya) My life is white
My life is black
(Ha-yiya-yiya-yiya-yiya-ha-yiya) My life is white, like a board
White, comfortable, like a bench

(Ha-yiya-yiya-yiya-yiya) My life is white
My life is black
(Ha-yiya-yiya-yiya-yiya-ha-yiya) My life is white, like a board
White, comfortable, like a bench

(Ha-yiya-yiya-yiya-yiya) My life is white
My life is black
(Ha-yiya-yiya-yiya-yiya-ha-yiya) My life is white, like a board
White, comfortable, like a bench

Hoo-whoo
A draught is priceless
But still, you need to know your limits
Too much of it, and you'll catch a cold