Текст и перевод песни 戴愛玲 - 別問我的傷

別問我的傷

別問我的傷

別看我的臉 它已變了樣
別碰我的手 它已冰冷感覺不到力量
愛過的人 竟變得如此陌生
這樣的緣份 非死即傷
別說那句話 欺騙我們倆
別點那首歌 就讓回憶留著完美形象
分手時候 擁抱的那麼勉強
現在你何苦 抓住不放

別問我的傷 它才剛剛睡著
你的愛 像烈日 像狂風 像利刃割在心上
有一滴血流在地上
別問我的傷 它要慢慢療傷
你的愛 像輕煙 像流星 像迷霧飄在心上
在解脫之前做夢
都會怕

別說那句話 欺騙我們倆
別點那首歌 就讓回憶留著完美形象
分手時候 擁抱的那麼勉強
現在你何苦 抓住不放

別問我的傷 它才剛剛睡著
你的愛 像烈日 像狂風 像利刃割在心上
有一滴血流在地上
別問我的傷 它要慢慢療傷
你的愛 像輕煙 像流星 像迷霧飄在心上
在解脫之前做夢
都會怕

你給我的傷 又深又長
看不見一點光亮
甜蜜的吻 碎成千片
在風中 對我狂笑
你給我的傷 又苦又燙
吞不下
也忘不掉
多餘的淚風乾枯萎 再回頭我受不了

別問我的傷 它才剛剛睡著
你的愛 像烈日 像狂風 像利刃割在心上
有一滴血流在地上
別問我的傷 它要慢慢療傷
你的愛 像輕煙 像流星 像迷霧飄在心上
在解脫之前做夢
都會怕

Do Not Ask About My Wounds

Do not ask about my wounds

Do not look at my face, it has changed
Do not touch my hands, they have grown cold and cannot feel their strength
That someone who I loved has become so strange
This fate is either death or injury
Do not say those words, to lie to both of us
Do not play that song, let the memories remain perfect
At the time of the breakup, the embrace was so forced
Why do you now hold on, not letting go

Do not ask about my wounds, they have only just fallen asleep
Like the sun, the wind, a blade that carves at my heart
There is a drop of blood that flows on the ground
Do not ask about my wounds, they must heal slowly
Like smoke, a meteor, a mist that drifts in my heart
In the dreams before the release
Fears will come

Do not say those words, to lie to both of us
Do not play that song, let the memories remain perfect
At the time of the breakup, the embrace was so forced
Why do you now hold on, not letting go

Do not ask about my wounds, they have only just fallen asleep
Like the sun, the wind, a blade that carves at my heart
There is a drop of blood that flows on the ground
Do not ask about my wounds, they must heal slowly
Like smoke, a meteor, a mist that drifts in my heart
In the dreams before the release
Fears will come

The wound you gave me is so deep and long
I can see no light
Sweet kisses shattered into a thousand pieces
Laughing hysterically at me in the wind
The wound you gave me is so bitter and scalding
I cannot swallow it
Nor can I forget it
Once the excessive storms of tears dry up and wither, I will not be able to turn back

Do not ask about my wounds, they have only just fallen asleep
Like the sun, the wind, a blade that carves at my heart
There is a drop of blood that flows on the ground
Do not ask about my wounds, they must heal slowly
Like smoke, a meteor, a mist that drifts in my heart
In the dreams before the release
Fears will come