Текст и перевод песни 柯有倫 feat. 陳政文 - 如果還有

如果還有

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到底誰讓我們這樣燃燒青春
無數黑夜裡獨自一個人在惡夢裡狂奔
爸爸說在無情世界 最好保持天真
就因為太多現實和太多謊言戰爭

才會把我們的生命全部全部亮起紅燈
心中的痛苦從來不曾說出口
看著眼中的淚水 向往事揮揮手

從此以後不再相信什麼狗屁一世一生
如果能擁有每一個明天
我會告訴自己我還不夠認真
是否要拋開這一切的餘溫

等到一無所有才開始奮不顧身
這條路上不知道要留下多少傷口
我不會再回頭 任命運傷害我
陽光重新照亮 讓希望帶著我走

如果還有明天 你想怎樣裝扮你的臉
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如果還有明天 你想怎樣裝扮你的臉
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這場遊戲 我猶豫
不自覺囚禁了我的嘴角
微笑像肥料般的維妙維肖
當那諾言又跳票 會變成誰的笑料
是什麼樣的仙丹妙藥 讓未來如此渺小
你是否曾經放肆追逐所謂的夢
是否曾經那肩上的擔子變所謂的痛
我才不稀罕被歌頌 當初衷被策動
寧願讓夢想變惡夢也不對現實折衷
關掉 如果可以 人生更輕鬆 是吧
我翻到 日記第一張 上畫的翅膀
戰場上的槍膛倒了應該換誰站崗
暗訪的詭計誰上當了誰又應該暗爽
那就任憑他們擺布吧當做沒有明天
我說咬緊牙關撐下去吧反正還有明天
如果還有明天 我對我的成就慚愧
如果沒有明天 我不對任何人懺悔

如果還有明天 你想怎樣裝扮你的臉
如果沒有明天 要怎麼說再見
如果還有明天 你想怎樣裝扮你的臉
如果沒有明天 要怎麼說再見 再見

1990的秋天演完最後一場
生老病死的對話 送來新的希望
下雨了下雨了那是你的眼淚嗎
將我淋濕可以嗎 讓我感受你的痛啊
笑我吧 不分黑夜是否太傻
笑我吧 走在邊緣只剩掙扎
笑我吧 哈哈哈哈哈哈
如果還有明天

If Tomorrow Comes

If tomorrow comes, how will you adorn your face?
If there's no tomorrow, how will we say goodbye?

Who ignited the flame of our youth?
On countless dark nights, I've been running alone, lost in a nightmare.
My father said that in a cold, heartless world, it's best to stay innocent.
Because there's too much reality and too many deceitful wars,

Our lives are constantly flashing red.
I've never uttered a word about the pain in my heart.
Watching the tears in my eyes, I bid farewell to the past.

From now on, I'll no longer believe in the nonsense of a lifetime.
If I could have every tomorrow,
I would tell myself that I'm not diligent enough.
Should I let go of all this warmth?

Only to start struggling once I've lost everything.
I don't know how many wounds this path will leave.
I won't turn back and let fate hurt me.
Sunlight shines again, leading me with hope.

If tomorrow comes, how will you adorn your face?
If there's no tomorrow, how will we say goodbye?
If tomorrow comes, how will you adorn your face?
If there's no tomorrow, how will we say goodbye?

This game, I hesitate,
Unconsciously imprisoning the corners of my mouth.
My smile is as realistic as fertilizer.
When that promise fails again, who will be the laughingstock?
What kind of elixir makes the future seem so small?
Have you ever recklessly pursued a so-called dream?
Have you ever felt the weight on your shoulders become a so-called pain?
I don't care about being praised when my heart is moved.
I'd rather turn my dreams into nightmares than compromise with reality.
If only we could turn it off, life would be easier, right?
I flip to the first page of my diary, where I drew a pair of wings.
On the battlefield, who should take over when the gun barrels are empty?
Who has fallen for the undercover ploy, and who should be secretly gloating?
Let them manipulate us as if there's no tomorrow.
I tell myself to grit my teeth and endure, there's always tomorrow.
If there's still a tomorrow, I'll be ashamed of my accomplishments.
If there's no tomorrow, I won't apologize to anyone.

If tomorrow comes, how will you adorn your face?
If there's no tomorrow, how will we say goodbye?
If tomorrow comes, how will you adorn your face?
If there's no tomorrow, how will we say goodbye?

In the autumn of 1990, the final act.
A dialogue on life, aging, illness, and death brings new hope.
It's raining, it's raining, are those your tears?
Can you soak me, let me feel your pain?
Laugh at me, you fool, is it madness to defy the darkness?
Laugh at me, I'm teetering on the edge, struggling to survive.
Laugh at me, hahahahahahaha.
If tomorrow comes,