Russia is waging a disgraceful war on Ukraine. Stand With Ukraine!

烂泥 (làn ní) (English translation)

  • Artist: Sean Tang (唐汉霄, 唐漢霄, Tang Hanxiao)
  • Song: 烂泥 (làn ní)

烂泥

末班的地下铁
被雨淋湿的鞋
各个精心打扮的人 匆匆在赴谁的约
选一个综艺片
窝在沙发边
不要什么人生格言 也不用和谁聊天
 
听人潮声 呜
听车流声 呜
 
你叫我烂泥吧
叫我烂泥吧
反正一个一个拨不开人心的面纱
让我自怜自卑自我自大 当一个笑话
你叫我烂泥吧
叫我烂泥吧
身在现实活在那些不起眼的挣扎
至少活成什么 不必谁评价
也还算有用吧
 
生在烂泥的花
藏在泥土之下
任凭四周霓虹繁华 默默扎根不说话
总会有一天啊
会有一天啊
褪去满身灰土泥沙 一场大雨后发芽
 
听人潮声 呜
听车流声 呜
 
你叫我烂泥吧
叫我烂泥吧
反正一个一个拨不开人心的面纱
让我自怜自卑自我自大 当一个笑话
你叫我烂泥吧
叫我烂泥吧
身在现实活在那些不起眼的挣扎
至少活成什么 不必谁评价
也还算有用吧
 
你叫我烂泥吧
叫我烂泥吧
我也自知那些光辉面前的渺小啊
好过面具虚假谎言流沙不如烂泥吧
请叫我烂泥吧
叫我烂泥吧
城市之中夜幕之下拥抱所有喧哗
至此活成自己 已经很伟大
烂泥中开出花
 
Submitted by xuen97xuen97 on Tue, 18/01/2022 - 03:55
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Mud

The last subway train
Shoes drenched in the rain
Every well-dressed person is rushing towards someone's appointment
I pick a variety show
And sit on the sofa
I don't need any life mottos, neither do I need to chat with others
 
Listening to the sound of the crowd, going wu
Listening to the sound of traffic, going wu
 
You call me mud
Call me mud
Anyway, you cannot lift the veil in my heart one by one
Making me feel inferior and arrogant, as if it were a joke
You call me mud
Call me mud
Living in those humble struggles in reality
At least nobody has to judge on the way I live
It's still considered useful
 
Flowers growing in the mud
Hide under the soil
Let them take root silently amidst the neon signs and bustle around them
Someday,
one day,
They will shed off the dust and sand, and germinate after a heavy rain
 
Listening to the sound of the crowd, going wu
Listening to the sound of traffic, going wu
 
You call me mud
Call me mud
Anyway, you cannot lift the veil in my heart one by one
Making me feel inferior and arrogant, as if it were a joke
You call me mud
Call me mud
Living in those humble struggles in reality
At least nobody has to judge on the way I live
It's still considered useful
 
You call me mud
Call me mud
I also know the insignificance in front of those brilliance
It's better than putting on a mask and telling lies, quicksand is not like mud
Please call me mud
Call me mud
I'll embrace all the noise in the city at night
At least it's already great to live up to myself
Flowers bloom in the mud
 
Thanks!
Submitted by xuen97xuen97 on Tue, 18/01/2022 - 04:13
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