Текст и перевод песни 楊鈺瑩 - 落花

落花

落花
*** (落花) ***

那一天风吹过
吹来花落的消息
落花只是秋风中的表情
浅笑的痕迹
风轻轻 花轻轻
摇曳飞舞秋月里
落花遍地是秋天的美丽
谁都会疼惜
也许是一种相知
也许是一场季节游戏
落花是飘在风里的一首诗
无声却叫人心动
是否你能明白它的心思
它的温柔不休不止
落花是飘在风里的一首诗
写下秋天的心事
它只想留下最美的样子
那是秋季最后一幕 记忆
*** (落花) ***

风轻轻 花轻轻
摇曳飞舞秋月里
落花遍地是秋天的美丽
谁都会疼惜
也许是一种相知
也许是一场季节游戏
落花是飘在风里的一首诗
无声却叫人心动
是否你能明白它的心思
它的温柔不休不止
落花是飘在风里的一首诗
写下秋天的心事
它只想留下最美的样子
那是秋季最后一幕.记忆
(啊... 啊...)
落花是飘在风里的一首诗
无声却叫人心动
是否你能明白它的心思
它的温柔不休不止
落花是飘在风里的一首诗
写下秋天的心事
它只想留下最美的样子
那是秋季最后一幕 记忆

*** (落花) ***

Fallen Flower

Fallen Flower
*** (Fallen Flower) ***

That day, the wind blew through
Carrying the news of the fallen flower
A fallen flower is but an expression in the autumn wind
A trace of a smile
The wind is gentle, the flower is gentle
Swaying and dancing in the autumn moon
Flowers scattered across the ground are the beauty of autumn
Everyone will cherish it
Perhaps it is a kind of understanding
Perhaps it is a game of the seasons
A fallen flower is a poem floating in the wind
Silent, yet it touches the heart
Can you understand its thoughts?
Its gentleness is endless
A fallen flower is a poem floating in the wind
Writing the story of autumn's heart
It only wants to leave behind its most beautiful form
That is autumn's last act, a memory
*** (Fallen Flower) ***

The wind is gentle, the flower is gentle
Swaying and dancing in the autumn moon
Flowers scattered across the ground are the beauty of autumn
Everyone will cherish it
Perhaps it is a kind of understanding
Perhaps it is a game of the seasons
A fallen flower is a poem floating in the wind
Silent, yet it touches the heart
Can you understand its thoughts?
Its gentleness is endless
A fallen flower is a poem floating in the wind
Writing the story of autumn's heart
It only wants to leave behind its most beautiful form
That is autumn's last act. A memory
(Ah... Ah...)
A fallen flower is a poem floating in the wind
Silent, yet it touches the heart
Can you understand its thoughts?
Its gentleness is endless
A fallen flower is a poem floating in the wind
Writing the story of autumn's heart
It only wants to leave behind its most beautiful form
That is autumn's last act, a memory

*** (Fallen Flower) ***