Текст и перевод песни 米樂士娛樂股份有限公司 - 影形人 - 晶瑩琉璃八音盒版

影形人 - 晶瑩琉璃八音盒版

这是我吗 我想应该是吧
对着镜子我总自问自答 没人回答
踩着前进步伐 却陷进了流沙
我不敢呼救 也不敢挣扎
十字路口 有个人很像我
相似面孔差不多的穿着 认真生活
灵魂掏空出走 快乐被谁没收
弄丢了我 换虚伪的刹那
这是我要的吗
我害怕变成影形人盲目追逐
追逐着不属于我复制的幸福
愈是投入 愈是麻木
若花和草都长成 供人仰望的大树
谁看得见蝴蝶飞舞
我不要变成影形人失速迷路
迷路在阳光背后最冷的山谷
愈想逃出 愈像绕路
一层一层的浓雾 将梦想牢牢困住
不给我回家的地图
懂了能做真的自己 是多么 昂贵的礼物
十字路口 有个人很像我
相似面孔差不多的穿着 认真生活
灵魂掏空出走 快乐被谁没收
弄丢了我 换虚伪的刹那
这是我要的吗
我害怕变成影形人盲目追逐
追逐着不属于我复制的幸福
愈是投入 愈是麻木
若花和草都长成 供人仰望的大树
谁看得见蝴蝶飞舞
我不要变成影形人失速迷路
迷路在阳光背后最冷的山谷
愈想逃出 愈像绕路
一层一层的浓雾 将梦想牢牢困住
不给我回家的地图
懂了能做真的自己 是多么 昂贵的礼物
我不要变成影形人失速迷路
迷路在阳光背后最冷的山谷
愈想逃出 愈像绕路
一层一层的浓雾 将梦想牢牢困住
不给我回家的地图
懂了能做真的自己 是多么 昂贵的礼物

Shadow Man - Crystal Glass Music Box Version

Is this me? I think it must be
Asking myself in front of the mirror no one answers
Stepping forward but falling into quicksand
I dare not call for help, nor struggle
At the crossroads, there is a man who looks like me
Similar faces, similar clothes, living seriously
Soul emptied and gone, happiness confiscated by whom
Lost myself, in exchange for a fleeting moment of hypocrisy
Is this what I want?
I'm afraid to become a shadow man, blindly pursuing
Chasing after happiness that doesn't belong to me, a copy
The more I invest, the more numb I become
If all the flowers and grass grow into tall trees for people to look up to
Who will see the butterflies dance?
I don't want to become a shadow man, losing my way
Lost in the coldest valley behind the sun
The more I try to escape, the more I seem to be taking a detour
Layer upon layer of thick fog, the dream trapped firmly
No map home for me
I understand that being true to oneself is such an expensive gift
At the crossroads, there is a man who looks like me
Similar faces, similar clothes, living seriously
Soul emptied and gone, happiness confiscated by whom
Lost myself, in exchange for a fleeting moment of hypocrisy
Is this what I want?
I'm afraid to become a shadow man, blindly pursuing
Chasing after happiness that doesn't belong to me, a copy
The more I invest, the more numb I become
If all the flowers and grass grow into tall trees for people to look up to
Who will see the butterflies dance?
I don't want to become a shadow man, losing my way
Lost in the coldest valley behind the sun
The more I try to escape, the more I seem to be taking a detour
Layer upon layer of thick fog, the dream trapped firmly
No map home for me
I understand that being true to oneself is such an expensive gift
I don't want to become a shadow man, losing my way
Lost in the coldest valley behind the sun
The more I try to escape, the more I seem to be taking a detour
Layer upon layer of thick fog, the dream trapped firmly
No map home for me
I understand that being true to oneself is such an expensive gift