Текст и перевод песни 陳偉霆 - 大量

大量

看这个世界 有骗案 也有劫案
对住我背脊 暗算我见得多
讽刺我 暗笑我 责怪我 放过我
对对错错 哪个再会有啰唆
看这个世界 有骗案 也有劫案
对住我背脊 暗算我见得多
讽刺我 暗笑我 责怪我 放过我
对对错错 哪个再会有啰唆
大概算什么
批判和欣赏 原来突然使我磨练不致异样
大概我不要谁夸奖
谁和谁要买账 未怕受伤
谁人面前敬仰 或在日后照唱
特别事后 太造作 模样
未怕中十枪 缺氧 又或念在 信仰
特别尽量 想一想 表演我大量
看这个世界 有骗案 也有劫案
对住我背脊 暗算我见得多
讽刺我 暗笑我 责怪我 放过我
对对错错 哪个再会有啰唆
看这个世界 有骗案 也有劫案
对住我背脊 暗算我见得多
讽刺我 暗笑我 责怪我 放过我
对对错错 哪个再会有啰唆
大概算什么
恐怕难担保 谁来面前指责还用优雅量度
但我却不要谁讨好
谁和谁 要投诉 就劈十刀
谁人面前敬仰 或在日后照唱
特别事后 太造作 模样
未怕中十枪 缺氧 又或念在 信仰
特别尽量 想一想 表演我大量
但我未怕受伤
谁人面前敬仰 或在日后照唱
特别事后 太造作 模样
缺氧 又或念在 信仰
特别尽量 想一想 表演我大量
谁人面前敬仰 或在日后照唱
特别事后 太造作 模样
缺氧 又或念在 信仰
特别尽量 想一想 表演我大量

A Lot

I see this world with its cons and its cons
Behind my back, I've seen many plots against me
You mock me, you laugh at me, you blame me, you let me go
Right or wrong, who cares anymore?
I see this world with its cons and its cons
Behind my back, I've seen many plots against me
You mock me, you laugh at me, you blame me, you let me go
Right or wrong, who cares anymore?
What does it matter?
Criticism and admiration suddenly made me stronger
I don't need anyone's praise
Whoever cares, I'm not afraid of getting hurt
Who respects me, or who will sing my song in the future
It would be too pretentious
I'm not afraid of getting shot ten times, or suffocating, or my faith being tested
I'll try my best to act with grace
I see this world with its cons and its cons
Behind my back, I've seen many plots against me
You mock me, you laugh at me, you blame me, you let me go
Right or wrong, who cares anymore?
I see this world with its cons and its cons
Behind my back, I've seen many plots against me
You mock me, you laugh at me, you blame me, you let me go
Right or wrong, who cares anymore?
What does it matter?
I can't guarantee that whoever comes before me to accuse me will be gracious
But I don't need anyone's approval
Whoever has a complaint can take ten shots at me
Who respects me, or who will sing my song in the future
It would be too pretentious
I'm not afraid of getting shot ten times, or suffocating, or my faith being tested
I'll try my best to act with grace
But I'm not afraid of getting hurt
Who respects me, or who will sing my song in the future
It would be too pretentious
Or suffocating, or my faith being tested
I'll try my best to act with grace
Who respects me, or who will sing my song in the future
It would be too pretentious
Or suffocating, or my faith being tested
I'll try my best to act with grace