Текст и перевод песни 林欣彤 - 一千零一次人生

一千零一次人生

十歲再十歲 日記簿篇篇一樣
理想不理想 麻木到假裝很堅強
很努力去追 拼命去追 最後追到夕陽
羊群內我習慣依照習慣很甘心做隻羊

遇上再遇上 容貌變得相當抽象
太多歡送會 從沒有空哭出一場
想見未見的 再遇見的 也記不起印象
記錯舊名字影過是哪張相

一千次內斂的暗戀 一千次絕了交友誼
一千次緣份未為意 一千次舊照片當廢紙
多一千隻未拆的唱片 一千套流行時裝過時
一千個明日又來到 分分秒秒
後悔的錯過的瑣碎事會堆積在此一轉眼間成歷史
我到底可有事死去前最在意

硬仗接硬仗 盲目去追擊點擊量
刺激不刺激 狂熱到心中很蒼涼
點算重要的 最重要的 重到消失重量
每晚睡床上可有力細心想

一千次浪費蔬菜湯 一千次贈母親怨言
一千次鳴謝沒誠意 一千次沒有空沒法子
多一千次留言不答覆 一千次原來回覆太遲
一千個明日又來到 分分秒秒
後悔的錯過的瑣碎事會堆積在此一轉眼間成歷史
我到底可有事死去前最在意

結尾可會再開始 要怕只怕明日一股勁淪為往事

一千對倦透黑眼圈 一千次未去的旅行
一千次奇遇未嘗試 一千次病痛都沒有醫
多一千次就快一輩子 一千次回頭純真幼兒
一千次遺憾未留意 空出半格
日記簿下半篇總有事會真心夢想親手記低成歷史
我最少醒覺後出太陽有下次 woo... ha... yeah... 我在意

A Thousand and One Times in Life

Ten years old, then ten years old again - Day after day, the same old diary
Ideals or not - Numb to the point of pretending to be strong
Chasing hard, striving hard - Finally chasing until sunset
Within the herd, I conform out of habit - Content to be a sheep

Meeting and meeting again - Faces become quite abstract
Farewell parties galore - Never spare a moment to weep
Yearning to see those unseen - Those seen again - Unable to recall their features
Mistaken old names and forgotten faces

A thousand times of reserved affection - A thousand times of lost friendships
A thousand times of overlooked destinies - A thousand times of old photos discarded as trash
A thousand more unopened records - A thousand outfits of outdated fashion
A thousand more tomorrows come and go - Each second and minute
Regrets, missed opportunities, and trivial matters - Will pile up here, in the blink of an eye becoming history
In the end, what will I truly care about as I face my end?

One battle after another - Blindly chasing likes and views
Exciting or not - Fanaticism fills my heart with emptiness
Evaluating what's important - The most important things - Too heavy to bear
Each night in bed - Can I find the strength to reflect?

A thousand times of wasted vegetable soup - A thousand times of complaints to my mother
A thousand thank-yous without sincerity - A thousand times of having no time, no way
A thousand unanswered messages - A thousand times of replying too late
A thousand more tomorrows come and go - Each second and minute
Regrets, missed opportunities, and trivial matters - Will pile up here, in the blink of an eye becoming history
In the end, what will I truly care about as I face my end?

Will the end start anew? - I fear that tomorrow's passion will become yesterday's past

A thousand pairs of exhausted dark circles - A thousand trips left untaken
A thousand adventures untried - A thousand illnesses left uncured
A thousand more times and a lifetime will pass - A thousand times back to innocent childhood
A thousand regrets unnoticed - Leaving half a space empty
In the second half of my diary - There will be something I truly dream of, written down by my own hand, becoming history
At the very least, I've awakened to the sun - With a chance to do it again - Woo... ha... yeah... I care