Текст и перевод песни G.E.M. - 塞納河

塞納河

你對愛並不了解 誤會愛的分類
把最珍貴的玫瑰 當作荒野薔薇
相信了你的承諾 讓愛蒙蔽我的眼
塞納河的光線 照不亮心的那邊
背叛的終點
線索已那麼明顯 你的愛是欺騙
我在一千零一夜 守著錯誤的籖
真相似毒刺漫延 心被扎得出血
你和我的愛之間 主角是背叛
虛偽的表演
在塞納河上的玫瑰 它的養份是我的淚
花瓣的顏色愈妖艷 我郤愈憔悴
發現了自己信仰的依賴 逐漸瓦解
永遠在瞬間被毀滅
線索己那麼明顯 你的愛是欺騙
我在一千零一夜 守著錯誤的籖
真相似毒刺漫延 心被扎得出血
痛與愛難分難解 因為我已經為你
忘了我自己
在塞納河上的玫瑰 它的養份是我的淚
花瓣的顏色愈妖艷 我郤愈憔悴
它緩緩落下的露水 從來沒人在意
哪一顆是我的眼淚
愛 會讓我痛
我 卻不懂恨
在塞納河上的玫瑰 它的養份是我的淚
原來在最美的時刻 要讓它心碎
終於讓自己殘存的愛情全部揉碎
淹沒在塞納河水
你對愛並不了解 愛會把你忽略
遍地野生的薔薇 不如玫瑰珍貴
承諾要灰飛煙滅 誰還能被愛紀念
凋謝最紅的玫瑰 眼淚化作塞納河水

The Seine

You don't understand love, you misunderstand its categories
Taking the most precious rose as a wild briar
I believed your promises, letting love blind my eyes
The light of the Seine cannot illuminate the other side of my heart
The end of betrayal
The clues are so obvious, your love is a deception
I spent a thousand and one nights holding the wrong lottery ticket
The truth spreads like a poisonous thorn, my heart bleeds
Between you and my love, the main character is betrayal
A hypocritical performance
The rose on the Seine, its nourishment is my tears
The more vibrant the color of its petals, the more I wither
I discovered the reliance of my faith gradually crumbling
Forever destroyed in an instant
The clues are so obvious, your love is a deception
I spent a thousand and one nights holding the wrong lottery ticket
The truth spreads like a poisonous thorn, my heart bleeds
Pain and love are inseparable, because for you I have
Forgotten myself
The rose on the Seine, its nourishment is my tears
The more vibrant the color of its petals, the more I wither
The dew that slowly falls from it, no one ever notices
Which one is my tear
Love will cause me pain
But I don't understand hate
The rose on the Seine, its nourishment is my tears
It turns out that at its most beautiful moment, it must be heartbroken
Finally, I let the remaining love within me be completely crushed
Submerged in the Seine water
You don't understand love, love will ignore you
Wild roses everywhere are not as precious as a rose
Promises turn to dust, who can still be remembered by love
The reddest rose withers, tears turn into the water of the Seine