Текст и перевод песни 方力申 - Jiao Wo Ting Qing Ge

Jiao Wo Ting Qing Ge

是你教導我 從頭學歌曲中語句 為何未何參透便放低於我
直至這夜我獨坐 才明自眼淚會唱歌 一聲'你'字都可咬傷我
越去聽清楚 越理解因何 令我領悟到結果一個非走不可

情歌十一分瞭解我 原來比你更加體恤我 捱到要命
我要張開耳朵 來聽著愛歌 熟習失戀經過 多得你令這歌更好播

情緒再下挫 憑林夕悉心安慰我 為何未可衰老便放低我
代替你在抱實我 全部是唱著'愛'的歌 彷彿我是得寵那一個
聽得很清楚 像撲火燈蛾 讓我鍛鍊到愛心穿破也愉快高歌

情歌十一分瞭解我 原來比你更加體恤我 捱到要命
我要張開耳朵 來聽著愛歌 熟習失戀經過 多得你令這歌更好播

琴鍵愛上了我總對我附和
絃樂說最愛我 比你說得多

感動歌最好播 原來比你更加體恤我 捱到要命
我要張開耳朵 來聽著愛歌 熟習失戀經過 多得你令這歌更好播

Ｏｈ... 嫌孤獨探戈 並未可悲得過
悲哀過後這歌更好播 多得你令傷口唱歌

Teach Me to Listen to Love Songs

It was you who taught me how to understand a song, and what it says, from the very beginning. Why then did you leave me, before I could fully understand it?
Only tonight, as I sit alone, do I understand that even tears can sing. The word 'you' is enough to hurt me deeply.
The more I listen and understand, the more I realize that the outcome was inevitable, and that I had to let go.

Love songs understand me so much better than you ever did. They know how much I'm hurting.
I need to open my ears and listen to these love songs, to learn about the pain of lost love. Thanks to you, these songs are even more meaningful now.

Even when I'm at my lowest, Lin Xi's words comfort me. Why did you let me go before I had a chance to grow old?
Now, instead of you holding me, I hold songs about love. It's as if I'm the one who's loved.
I listen intently, like a moth drawn to a flame. It helps me to strengthen my heart, even as I sing along, filled with joy.

Love songs understand me so much better than you ever did. They know how much I'm hurting.
I need to open my ears and listen to these love songs, to learn about the pain of lost love. Thanks to you, these songs are even more meaningful now.

The piano seems to love me, and always agrees with me.
The strings tell me they love me more than you ever did.

Love songs are the best. They understand me better than you ever did. They know how much I'm hurting.
I need to open my ears and listen to these love songs, to learn about the pain of lost love. Thanks to you, these songs are even more meaningful now.

Ｏｈ... Being lonely is not as sad as the tango.
After the sadness, these songs sound even better. Thanks to you, my wounds are singing.