Текст и перевод песни 游鴻明 - 詩人的眼淚

詩人的眼淚

詩 人 的 眼 淚 。°。°。°。°。°。°

春色轉呀夜色轉呀玉郎不還家
真叫人心啊夢啊魂啊逐楊花
春花秋月小樓昨夜往事知多少
心裡面想啊飛啊輕啊細如髮
新愁年年有惆悵還依舊只是朱顏瘦
天空飄著雪 詩人的淚 兩者都太悲都太美
因為愛情化作冰冷白雪結晶 破碎
天空飄著雪 詩人的淚 手提金履鞋步香階
都是不被祝福還是願意背負 原罪
願意為愛獨憔悴

︴°﹏。 ︴°﹏。 ︴°﹏。 ︴°﹏。 間 奏 (/≧▽≦/)

春色轉呀夜色轉呀玉郎不還家
真叫人心啊夢啊魂啊逐楊花
春花秋月小樓昨夜往事知多少
心裡面想啊飛啊輕啊細如髮
新愁年年有惆悵還依舊只是朱顏瘦
天空飄著雪 詩人的淚 兩者都太悲都太美
因為愛情化作冰冷白雪結晶 破碎
天空飄著雪 詩人的淚 手提金履鞋步香階
都是不被祝福還是願意背負 原罪

願意為愛獨憔悴

天空飄著雪 詩人的淚 兩者都太悲都太美
因為愛情化作冰冷白雪結晶 破碎
天空飄著雪 詩人的淚 手提金履鞋步香階
都是不被祝福還是願意背負 原罪

願意為愛獨憔悴

Tears Of The Poet

Tears Of The Poet .°。°。°。°。°。°

As the colors of spring turn to night, my love still hasn't come home
Making my heart, my dreams, and my soul chase after the willow catkins
Spring flowers, autumn moon, last night in the small building, how many past events do I recall?
In my heart, I think of flying, light and delicate as a hair
New sorrows come every year, my melancholy remains, only my youthful face grows pale
Snow falls from the sky, the poet's tears, both so sad, yet so beautiful
Because love has turned into cold, white snowflakes shattered
Snow falls from the sky, the poet's tears, carrying golden slippers, walking on fragrant stairs
Even though we're not blessed, we're still willing to bear the original sin
Willing to be alone for love

︴°﹏。 ︴°﹏。 ︴°﹏。 ︴°﹏。 Interlude (/≧▽≦/)

As the colors of spring turn to night, my love still hasn't come home
Making my heart, my dreams, and my soul chase after the willow catkins
Spring flowers, autumn moon, last night in the small building, how many past events do I recall?
In my heart, I think of flying, light and delicate as a hair
New sorrows come every year, my melancholy remains, only my youthful face grows pale
Snow falls from the sky, the poet's tears, both so sad, yet so beautiful
Because love has turned into cold, white snowflakes shattered
Snow falls from the sky, the poet's tears, carrying golden slippers, walking on fragrant stairs
Even though we're not blessed, we're still willing to bear the original sin

Willing to be alone for love

Snow falls from the sky, the poet's tears, both so sad, yet so beautiful
Because love has turned into cold, white snowflakes shattered
Snow falls from the sky, the poet's tears, carrying golden slippers, walking on fragrant stairs
Even though we're not blessed, we're still willing to bear the original sin

Willing to be alone for love