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我不會唱歌 (Ngo bat wui ceong go) (İngilizce çevirisi)

  • Sanatçı: Hacken Lee (李克勤, Lee Hak-kan)
  • Şarkı: 我不會唱歌 (Ngo bat wui ceong go)
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我不會唱歌

像並未太像 但落力發亮
當一分鐘偶像
但練習半生給你熱唱
怎麼竟會使你著涼
 
情話要是沈住氣 唱不上
高八度也許太誇張
我淚流但你懶得拍掌
你若要是其實渴望聽他唱
恐怕任我聲線再鏗鏘
你亦無視我在投入演唱
 
他漂亮這麼多 他偉大這麼多
平凡像我 無強項 亦未會唱歌
嗓子太壞但全情為你落力發揮過
琴聲那樣的淒楚
恐怕是鍵琴手慷慨為我
點首歌 點出你讓我
賣力到感情用錯
但我 仍繼續能頑強地錯
 
他很叫座
卻不會為你唱一首歌
連自尊都賣給你 像我
你又何曾望過
 
情話要是沈住氣 唱不上
高八度也許太誇張
我淚流但你懶得拍掌
你若要是其實渴望聽他唱
恐怕任我聲線再鏗鏘
你亦無視我在投入演唱
 
他漂亮這麼多 他偉大這麼多
平凡像我 無強項 亦未會唱歌
嗓子太壞但全情為你落力發揮過
琴聲那樣的淒楚
恐怕是鍵琴手慷慨為我
點首歌 點出你讓我
賣力到感情用錯
但你 仍會話
 
他漂亮這麼多 他偉大這麼多
平庸像我 留留力 別亂唱情歌
他的愛慕又何曾為你落力獻出過
琴聲那麼的淒楚
很配合 被彈的主角是我
一開口 怎麼唱亦錯
我依然願錯 讓你難愛慕
仍然能恨我
 
C_ZhukovC_Zhukov tarafından Pzr, 20/06/2021 - 14:17 tarihinde eklendi
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I Can't Sing Well

Almost, I barely almost am; but I strive to shine
For a minute as an idol
For you I perform with half a lifetime of practice
Why, however, you return with a sneer
 
This love song, constrained resonance, is a no can do
A heightened octave is too extravagant, I suppose
I weep to it, but you have no applause to spare
Suppose you instead wish to hear him sing
No matter how euphonic my vocal is
You would still remain oblivious to my serenade
 
How beautiful he is, how mighty he is
Unlike ordinary me, with no talents, nor can I sing too
Terrible vocal, but I expressed it for you, with all my might
How harrowingly music notes pour
Perhaps twas the pianist's sympathy - for me,
Request a song, resonating how you let me
Express, excessively, my affections mistaken
Yet I, would obstinately choose to mistake still
 
He is a hit in demand
But would never sing you a song
With dignity spent on you, as me
Have you ever spared to a glance?
 
This love song, constrained resonance, is a no can do
A heightened octave is too extravagant, I suppose
I weep to it, but you have no applause to spare
Suppose you instead wish to hear him sing
No matter how euphonic my vocal is
You would still remain oblivious to my serenade
 
How beautiful he is, how mighty he is
Unlike ordinary me, with no talents, nor can I sing too
Terrible vocal, but I expressed it for you, with all my might
How harrowingly music notes pour
Perhaps twas the pianist's sympathy - for me,
Request a song, resonating how you let me
Express, excessively, my affections mistaken
Yet you, still would say
 
How beautiful he is, how mighty he is
Unlike mediocre me, save your breath, don't waste a love song
His affections, how much had he spent to serenade you?
How harrowingly music notes pour
Perhaps twas the pianist's sympathy for me
My mouth parts, and all it pours are mistakes
Still they're my willing mistakes, making myself hard to love
And you're allowed to despise me
 
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