Текст и перевод песни 林家謙 - 想創 - SUMMER BLUES Live

想創 - SUMMER BLUES Live

醜惡多 美滿少
到處有陰森的牆 撐得過無聊
懷疑我太早知道要怎樣 不想
風正吹 雨正飄
到處有瑟縮的羊 要趕快回家了
迎面樹枝只會提醒
別再想 也許這叫正常
還有誰能想飛 還有誰能想不到
難認同葉的飄搖 不相信我的渺少
還有誰能想起
每一個頃刻大了 卻未了
如炎夏有雪霜
有時狂想 想創世了
擁抱多 戰鬥少
這裡有冰雕的牆化開變大橋
原來我最好知道要怎樣 分享
請看海 懶看錶
這裡有風光一場 趁一切重生了
迎面大街舖滿月色 就拍掌
也許喜愛異常
還有誰能想飛 還有誰能想不到
難認同葉的飄搖 不相信我的渺少
還有誰能想起
每一個頃刻大了 卻未了
轉彎有故鄉 有時狂想 天開了
雲浮了
(等我們想創)
如以前能想飛 如以後能想不到
難道前路得一條偏偏有我不渺少
如我們能想起
每一個頃刻大了 卻未了
呼吸有暖香 有時狂想 想創我了
即使有創傷 不怕創傷 甜甜睡了

Dream of Creation - SUMMER BLUES Live

Ugly and cruel, bliss and beauty so few
Gloomy walls everywhere, but somehow I get through the boredom
I wonder if I got to know how things would be too soon. I don't want to
The wind keeps blowing, the rain keeps falling
Timid sheep everywhere, rushing home
The branches sway before me as a reminder
Stop thinking, maybe this is normal
Who else can dream of flying or avoid dreaming at all
I struggle to accept the way leaves flutter and don't believe how small I am
Who else can remember that
Every moment grows and yet remains unfinished
As summer brings the chilling frost
Sometimes I dream wildly of creating everything
There is more love, less war
Walls of ice turn into bridges as they melt away
It turns out I know best how things should be. I will share
Look at the ocean, not at your watch
Here, a magnificent sight as everything is reborn
A moonlit street stretches out before me, so applaud
Perhaps I love this strange feeling
Who else can dream of flying or avoid dreaming at all
I struggle to accept the way leaves flutter and don't believe how small I am
Who else can remember that
Every moment grows and yet remains unfinished
Around the bend is home. Sometimes I dream wildly. The heavens open
The clouds float by
(As we imagine creation)
As if we could once fly or never dream again
Is it possible that out of all the paths laid out before me, not one will make me feel insignificant?
If only we could remember that
Every moment grows and yet remains unfinished
The air is filled with a sweet scent. Sometimes I dream wildly of creating myself.
Even with my wounds, I am not afraid. They are sweet as I drift off to sleep.