Текст и перевод песни 鄧倫 - 天地無霜

天地無霜

風 輕輕吹散
天地分開
相隔萬丈
那 又能怎麼樣
月光連接了
思量
寫一封情書
以初見作為開場
萬年一段
千年一行
一千年一萬年
從此兩不相忘
任世間如何慌張
我總是能記得
每生你的模樣
天空一樣的手掌
在那命運的客棧
熙熙攘攘的過往
深夜投宿未帶行囊
拿著你的畫像
問人間是否見過
像你這樣的姑娘
我在情書裡找到
每生相遇的地方
我會在那裡等待
一起看斜陽
我在情書裡找到
每生相愛的地方
我會在那裡歌唱
彈奏著月光
一千年一萬年
從此兩不相忘
任河流改變方向
我總是能記得
每生你的模樣
碧波一樣的目光
在那命運的客棧
熙熙攘攘的過往
我最愛看你的明亮
千百次輪迴旋轉
墨色從不改濃淡
和你眉目一樣
我在情書裡找到
每生許願的地方
種下一朵紅蓮
把時光染香
一千年一萬年
從此兩不相忘
任時光什麼景象
我總是能記得
每生重逢的時刻
你都說別來無恙
在那命運的客棧
熙熙攘攘的過往
我們眺望山外青山
伸出你我手掌
在夕陽裡印上
我們永恆的字樣
眼淚落紙上
模糊了落款
天地無
霜

A World Without Frost

The wind gently scatters,
Heaven and earth separate,
Ten thousand feet apart,
But what can it do?
Moonlight connects our
Thoughts.
I write a love letter,
Starting with our first meeting,
Ten thousand years in one paragraph,
A thousand years in one line,
A thousand years, ten thousand years,
From now on, we will never forget each other.
No matter how chaotic the world becomes,
I will always remember
Your appearance in every lifetime.
Like the palm of the sky,
In that inn of fate,
The bustling past,
I stay overnight with no luggage,
Holding your portrait,
Asking the world if they've seen
A girl like you.
In my love letter, I find
The place where we meet in every life.
I will wait there
To watch the sunset together.
In my love letter, I find
The place where we love in every life.
I will sing there
Playing the moonlight.
A thousand years, ten thousand years,
From now on, we will never forget each other.
Let the rivers change their course,
I will always remember
Your appearance in every lifetime.
Like the gaze of the blue waves,
In that inn of fate,
The bustling past,
I love to see your brightness most.
Through hundreds of reincarnations,
The ink never changes its shade,
Just like your eyes and brows.
In my love letter, I find
The place where we make wishes in every life.
Planting a red lotus,
Scenting time itself.
A thousand years, ten thousand years,
From now on, we will never forget each other.
No matter what time looks like,
I will always remember
The moment we reunite in every life.
You always say, "It's been a while."
In that inn of fate,
The bustling past,
We gaze at the mountains beyond mountains,
Reaching out our hands,
In the setting sun, we imprint
Our eternal inscription.
Tears fall on the paper,
Blurring the signature.
A world without
Frost.