Plaza de Prague:
Song: Jolin Tsai, Jay Chou
Lyrics: Fang Wen Shan
Songwriter: Jay Chou
Arrangement: Chung Hing-Min
Style: Rap, R&B
Interpretation: The pinyin in the lyrics is an Italian term for some musical terms for rhythm.
Here are some musical terms for dynamics and tempo:
moderato: medium tempo
andantino: small line
fortissimo: ff, louder and stronger than forte
As for portmento, I don't know, I haven't heard it.
Fong wrote the words in as a syllabic narrative, to give a sense of atmosphere.
Lyrics:
There is light on the keys
The stained-glass windows
decorate the Gothic churches
Whoever plays a piece
A piece of wandering sorrow
Following the direction of the piano, I see
Roses clinging to 18th-century canvases
At the side of the room, I am still admiring
Thinking about your romance
And the way you are, I can see that you are a romantic man
The way you are. >Thinking of your romance
Looking to see if it's always the same
a a fu shou a a fu shou
yap so so sorry so so so so
Moderato Andantino
Portmento Fortissimo
The Thief. He stole it and the Friar said No
I woke up from a dream and nothing was there
I stood in Prague's twilight square
I cast my hope in the wishing fountain
The doves turned their backs to the setting sun
It was too beautiful to look at it
Prague's squares, the corridors were deserted
I was dancing and twirling alone
Not far from here, you danced and twirled alone
I was dancing and twirling alone.
Not far away, you sing from afar
You really can't get used to it without me
The keys of the piano shine through the stained-glass windows
Decorating the Gothic churches
Whoever plays a piece
A piece of wandering melancholy
Following the direction of the piano, I see
Roses clinging to the eighteenth-century canvases
Sitting beside me, I can see the roses.
Wondering about your romance
Looking to see if it will be the same for a long time
a a fu shou a a fu shou
yap so so sorry so so so so
Moderato Andantino
Portmento Fortissimo
The thief he stole, the monk said no
I woke up from a dream and nothing was there
I stood in Prague's twilight square
Casting my hopes in the wishing fountain
The pigeons turned their backs to the setting sun
The image was too beautiful to look at
Prague's squares were deserted, the corridors were empty. corridor
I dance and spin alone
Not far away you sing from afar
You really don't learn without me
In Prague's twilight squares
In the wishing fountains, I cast my hope
The pigeons turn their backs to the setting sun
That's too beautiful to look at
Prague's crowded squares Theater
A café in a quiet alley
I'm checking out and you're making gumbo
That's the answer at the end of the story
Meaning
Ah ah, handrail
Nonsense, I'm sorry
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