Album: Still Vans
☆MUSIC☆
1983 Alley December Sunny
Chapter 7 of the Night
The typewriter continues to push the next line closer to the truth
The fog of the briar pipe
Drifts towards the wilting trees and cries to me in silence
The circular square by Baker Street
On the arm of the armored warrior
At the arm of the armored warrior
The rotunda by Baker Street
On the arm of the armored warrior
The crest of the iris Shimmering
The sound of a deserted carriage Late-night visitation
Evil in the Victorian moonlight Scarlet openings
Disappearing pistols Scorched canes
Melted wax statues Who weren't there
On the jewelry box The symbols The illusion
Contradictions leading to the dead-end streets he piled up
Evidence buried to perfection
The corners of that mocking Scotland Yard's mouth rise
If evil is a magnificent cruelty (then justice is a deep, helpless melancholy)
His finale I'll write with my own hand (then I'll light up the shimmering light in the ashes)
Morning's light The last line of sorrow will dry (then the raindrops will wash the dark walls)
Black ink stains the peace (the red curtain falls as the lights turn off)
The truth can only penetrate to the soil where there are no footprints
The scent of a sudden subtle flower, a deliberate and conspicuous costume
Everyone lies with a mask for a different reason
Motivation also has only one name. It's called desire
farther farther farther farther
Over the swamps of human nature, who really can't get dirty
We can forget to forgive, but we must
Know that the truth has been shifted
Over the iron beds where the last piece of the puzzle was finally pieced together
I hear footsteps, the predictable heel of moccasins
He pushes open the door.
He pushed open the door The evening breeze shook the kerosene lamp for a while
The typewriter stopped at the name of the murderer I turned around
The night sky in Westminster began to boil
Blooming in the chest Lustrous deaths
I tasted this last sip of the sweet truth
Smiling back at the justice that is only quietly served
Fiddlesticks on the Thames
If evil is magnificent and cruel
If evil were a magnificent cruel score
His finale I'd write with my own hand
Black ink stained with peace
If evil were a magnificent cruel score
His finale I'd write with my own hand
Morning's light winds up drying the last line of sadness
Black ink stained with peace
END
Jay Chou - Listen to Your Mother
Album: Still Vantage Point
Kids, do you have a lot of stubbornness
Why is it that other people are reading comics and I'm learning how to draw
Talking to a piano and other people are playing games and I'm at home memorizing my ABC's
I told him that I wanted a big big big big big big big phonograph.
He thinks to himself, "Tiny little phonograph."
Why you should listen to your mommy
When you grow up, you'll begin to understand
When I grow up, I'll begin to understand
Why I'm faster than everyone else
Flying higher than everyone else
In the future, I will be the one that makes the comics that we read and the songs that we sing
I wrote. I wrote the songs
Mom's heart she won't let you see
Warm things are in her heart
Whenever you have time, you have to touch her hand more often
Take her hand and sleepwalk together
Listen to your mom, don't let her get hurt
I want to grow up fast so that I can protect her
Wisps of grey hairs, happiness is always in the bud
Magic of a past life, warmth grows in the air.
In your future, music is your trump card
That trump card is love
And I don't want to spoil you
Listen to your mother
Relate to love in your later years
I know the road ahead for you
They know it better than I do
You've been using too many learning tools to write. You'll write east and west
But I suggest it's best to listen to your mom talk about using the piano to study hard
How did studying hard come out of my mouth
It's not your uncle who's going to teach you to study hard
You're going to have to clean up what your mom picks on you
Because I don't know if it's me who's going to tell her that I'm still holding on to it
Right, I'm going to run into me (Chow Yun-Fat?).
So you're right, showing off to your classmates is all about learning from your dad
Saying so much, writing clearly
I hope you don't admit it, because I know you're going to be on the streets
You're very good at singing pop songs
Because Jacky Cheung is starting to get ready to sing Kiss Me Goodbye
Listen to your mom, don't let her get hurt
Trying to grow up so I can protect her
I want to be able to grow up fast, to protect her. Protect her
Beautiful gray hair, happiness always sprouts
The magic of my past life grows in warmth
Listen to your mother, don't let her get hurt
I want to grow up fast so I can protect her
When I grow up, I begin to understand why I can run faster than anyone else, fly higher than anyone else
In the future, everyone will read comics I drew
If you sing, I'll make you feel better.
Everyone will sing songs I wrote
Mom's heart is something she won't let you see
Warm things are in her heart
Whenever you have time, you have to touch her hand more often
Take her hand and sleepwalk together
Listen to your mother, don't let her get hurt
I want to grow up fast so that I can protect her
Beautiful gray hair Happiness Always sprouting
The magic of my past life grows in warmth☆.
Jay Chou - A Thousand Miles Away
Album:Still Venturing Out
-= A Thousand Miles Away =-
Album:Still Venturing Out
Lyrics: Fong Wen Shan Songs: Jay Chou & Fei Yu Ching
"Hello, everyone, I'm Jay Chou.
Every album must have a Chinese style song
I hope you'll like this song "A Thousand Miles Away"
The eaves of the house are like a cliff, and the wind chimes are like a sea of ocean, I'm waiting for the swallows to return
Time was arranged to play an accident, and you quietly walked away
The story is outside of the city, and the fog is so thick that you can't see the dialog
The story is outside of the city, and the wind is so thick that you can't hear the wind.
You can't hear it, the wind doesn't blow, it's me who's lamenting
Who woke up from a dream and opened the ending on the window sill
The future that is as thin as a cicada's wing can't withstand being torn apart by anyone
I'm sending you away, thousands of miles away, you're silent and black and white
The era of silence is not the right time to fall in love so far away
I'm sending you away, the end of the world is beyond your reach, are you still here
Where is the sound of the piano? You came from the rain, poetic sorrow, I'm wet now
The hibiscus water is still there, the boat is still there, but you're not coming back
Covered by the years, the blossoms you spoke of, the past has become a blank space
Waking up from a dream, who's there on the windowsill to open up the ending
The future, which is as thin as a cicada's wing, cannot withstand anyone's dismantling
I'm sending you away, a thousand miles away, you're silent and black and white
An age of silence. Maybe we shouldn't have fallen in love so far away
I'm sending you away to the end of the world, are you still there
Where does the sound of the piano come from, and where is life and death?
I'm sending you away, a thousand miles away, and you're silent and black and white
Silent times, perhaps not too distant love
I'm sending you away, a thousand miles away, and you're still there
What's the sound of the zither, what's the life and death, what's the guesswork, what's the life and death, and what's the wait of a lifetime
"I hope that you, my friends, will continue to support me. "A Thousand Miles Away"
The Materia Medica
Jay Chou
Word:Fong Wen Shan Song:Jay Chou Arranged by Lin Mai-ke
If Huatuo were to come back to life, all the admiration for the world would be cured
Foreigners would come to learn Chinese characters and inspire me with a sense of nationalism
Strychnine, Semen cassia, Cynomorium, and Lotus Seed
Chinese Herb, Cortex Piciflora, Neem, and Cynanchum. Huang Yao Zi, Bitter Bean Zi, Neem Zi, I want to save face
Rewrite a piece of history my way
Nothing else, repeat after me
Yam, Angelica, Lycium barbarum, Go-Go
Look at me, I grab a handful of Chinese herbs, and take a piece of my pride
My expression is leisurely, I dance a little bit
I'm easy to follow, and you can't learn from me
The sign of neon, the sign of the rainbow, adjusts itself. I'm waiting to wake up in the city of glamour
I've got the look on my face, I'll dance a little
I'll use calligraphy to write about the dynasty, and I'll spread my inner strength
I'll use calligraphy to give you a punch in the face
I'll end up lying down, and we'll see who's the best
...Music...and you'll see who's the best
...and you'll see who's the best
...and you'll see what you're gonna do. ...
What is refined into an elixir, what is kneaded into a pill
Deer antler should not be sliced too thin
The master's technique should not be copied
Turtle Ling Cream, Yunnan Paiyao, and Winter Worms and Summer Grass
Our own music, our own medicine, the portion should be just right
Listen to me, Chinese medicine is bitter, and copying it should be even worse
Get to work on the Compendium of Materia Medica.
Turn to the Materia Medica and read some more good books
The toadstools and dragons have been turned over
The hard work of these old ancestors must not be lost
It's this light, it's this light, it's this light, sing it together
(It's this light, it's this light, it's this light, hey)
Let me mix up a prescription for the internal injuries that have been rooting in the Chinese herbal medicine that's been pandering to the outside world for a millennium
The Chinese herbal medicine that has been rooted in the outside world for a thousand years. The Chinese formula that has been rooted for thousands of years
has a power that others don't know
Squatting little zombie squatting little zombie squatting
Squatting little zombie squatting in the dark alley lighted lamps
Squatting little zombie squatting drilling turnip pit
Squatting little zombie squatting reciting the incantation humming
La-La-La-La-La-La-La-La-La-La-La-La-La-La-La-La-La-La-La-La-La-La-La-La-La-La-La-La-La-La-La-La-La-La-La-La-La... ...
...'Music'...
Jay Chou - Stand Back
Album:Still Vantage Point
The sky is gray as if I've cried
After I left you
It's not freer
The air is sour. The air
sniffs out our distance
A scene with a heartbreaking ending
Can't stop like breathing
The drawer's yellowed diary
Drains the memories
That smile is summer
You and I used to be
Forgotten by clockwise
Love after the oxygen deprivation
I know neither you nor I was wrong
I just forgot how to step back
The promises I swore to make
were all swooped up by time
I know neither of us was wrong
It was just better to let go
The best memories of love take
The skies are gray as if they've cried
After I left you
It wasn't freer
The sour air
Sniffs out our distance
A heartbreaking scene ends
Like a breath of air
The drawer of a yellowed diary
Drains away the memories
That smile is the summer
Your and mine Past
Forgotten clockwise
Love after oxygen deprivation
Careless tears are redundant
I know neither you nor I was wrong
It's just that I've forgotten how to step back
Promises given in faith
All swooped up by time
I know neither of us was wrong
It's just that Letting go will be better
Best love memories (to be continued)
》》
I know we are not wrong
Just letting go will be better
Best love memories to take to (to be continued)
(Believe that you and I will have a beginning again
Just because we are not wrong)
Jay Chou - Red Mimic
Album: Still Fantastic
Chinese style songs continue unabated
If it's good or bad, ask Fang Wenshan who knows best
From Nyonya to
Double Cuts to Hair as Snow
All along the way, it's always been the same, a variety of children's song styles
Only Chinese style
I insist on I live in my own world
No one can interrupt me and sing against me
It's my nature
Surprise is my personality
Even if I'm standing on top of a mountain
I'm just a civilian
But my shoulders
will be empty
There are two empty spaces
That is, courage and determination
I want to be the emperor of music
I'll be the emperor of the world. I can't tell the difference
Because I like to be true to myself
I can't step back because I'm not a green leaf
If it's just an embellishment, I'd like to be the moon
The grass waits for the wind to blow
Don't lean on your back
If the sky gets dark
I'll ask Chang'e to run to the moon
Why did you write this song
I don't know the motivation yet.
I can't find the motivation right now
But listen to it with all your heart
You'll find it more meaningful
If your future is nothing but fear
It's foggy in front of you
It's because you haven't wiped your glasses off
Be brave
This song will keep you moving forward
I've often thought that
There's only one sun in the universe
Why do I have so many shadows, so much to think about
Beating the phantoms, like me
Friends who like to imitate
Admiration is a good thing, admiration is a virtue
But walking behind me, I'm worried
That people will look down on you
And in the end, it's just one splitter after another
That's what you'll get in the end, and that's what you'll get in the end.
Is this kind of encouragement too direct and too sarcastic
It's the teacher who's talking, are you listening or not
I'm telling you that it's better to be yourself than to follow too closely
The biggest enemy is the one inside you
I can't back down, because I'm not a green leaf
If it's just an accent, I'd like it to be the moon. The grass waits for the wind to blow
Don't lean on your back
If it gets dark
I'll ask Chang'e to run to the moon
AYAYAYO AYO AYO Not bad
AYAYO AYO AYO It's been a while
AYAYO AYO It's been a long time
AYAYO AYO This means.
AYAYAYOO AYO
AYOAYOAYOOO AYAYOO.
Jay Chou - Heart Rain
Album:Still Vantage Point
The green leaves of the oak tree ah
White bamboo fence
Would love to tell my her
Here like a painting
Last year's Christmas card
Mustache in the mirror
Picture starts without her
I am still I'm still playing dumb Oh
I said I'd make me some tea
Learning how to set up a knife and fork
An empty home in a student dormitory
Waiting on the phone, but I can't wait for her
It rains on my heart
It doesn't even dampen her hair
Tears swirl around the postcards of my attachment
The sadness that has no time lag
There's no time difference. The rain pours down from my heart
but it never gets to her
The cold wind passes through the branches in the yard
and cools the flowers in my hand
The green leaves of the oak tree
Blossomed on the bamboo fence
I want to tell her to me
This place is like a painting
Last year's Christmas card
The mirror is complicated.
The picture starts without her
I'm still playing dumb
Promising to make me tea
Learning how to set up a knife and fork
The empty corner of the student dormitory
Keeping the phone on the line, but I can't wait for her
It rains on my heart
I can't even get her hair wet
The tear stains the postcard.
There's no time difference in that sadness
It's raining on my heart
But it never drenches her
The cold wind passes through the branches in the yard
And it cools the flowers in my hand
It's raining on my heart
It doesn't dampen her hair
The tears are on a postcard
The sadness is not a time difference in that sadness
It is raining on my heart
It doesn't wet her hair
It is a postcard <
There's no time difference in that sadness
It's raining in my heart
But I can't get her wet
The cold wind passes by the buds in the yard
And it cools down the flowers in my hand
Jay Chou - White Windmill
Album: Still Vantage Point
White Kites
Quietly Spinning
Real feeling
Dreamy and far away
Sweet sea water
Complicated tears
Looking at you giggling
Holding my hand
Dreams that hopefully don't have an end
We'll go as far as we can go
Cause I don't want to go too fast with the happiness
It's a shame there's no blessing
Very
But I'm not alone in loving you
I won't let you cry again
I'll carry you to the end
Can't you turn back
You hold me tight
Say you don't need a promise
You said I'd be freer if I was alone
I don't know what you're talking about
I don't know what you're talking about
I don't know what you're talking about
I don't know how to do this. I won't let go anyway
I'll carry you on my back until the end
Can you not think too much
Will you hold hands
It's a little late to get to the end
You said we shouldn't see each other again just for a moment
Thanks for letting me hear it
Because I'm waiting for eternity
White kite
White kite
Quietly spinning
Sleepy feeling
Dreamy and far away
Sweet sea water
Complicated tears
Seeing you giggling
Holding my hand
It's a shame there's no blessing
But loving you isn't lonely
Won't let you cry again
I'll carry you on my back until the In the end
Can you not look back
You held me tight
Said you didn't need commitment
You said I'd be freer if I was alone
I don't know what you're talking about
Won't let go anyway
I'll carry you on my back till the end
Can you not think too much
Can you not Holding hands
Later to the end
You said we shouldn't meet again just for a moment
Thanks for letting me hear it
Because I'm waiting for eternity
Thanks for letting me hear it
Because I'm waiting for eternity
Jay Chou - Rosemary
Album:Still Vantage
You remember
Giving hugs
Candle flames are burning
With dreamy, flirty eyes
Trying to look for a few seconds
About your dance
Your languid twirling of your hips
Can't stand it
Your laugh in the wind
The smell of rosemary
It is a sign of the mint.
Leaving the minty pampering
Signaling to me to fall in love
You're graceful as a cat
Moving lightly around
The sweet smell of love spreads and festers
Ambiguous love is just right
Happy with anticipation
Holy prayers
The signals I'll give to you
I've put up a hang with you
The most indispensable thing here is people
You remember
Giving hugs
Candle flames are burning
With dreamy flirty eyes
Trying to look at them for a couple of seconds
Dancing about you
You're languidly twirling your limbs
I can't stand
You Laughing in the wind
Smelling of rosemary
Leaving minty pampering
Signaling to me that you're in love
You're graceful as a cat
Moving lightly around
The sweetness of love spreads and festers
Ambiguously loving just right
The corners of your mouth turn upward slightly
Sexy and incorrigible
I can't imagine such a heartbeat
Your everything you want
Omen Atmosphere subtle
Because of loving you I struggle
Omen Atmosphere subtle
Because of loving you I struggle
Jackie Chou - Chrysanthemum Terrace
Album: Still Vantage Point
Your tearful light Softly with a wound
The bleak white moon curves to hook the past
The night is too long and curdles into frost
Who is in the attic in cold despair
The rain gently flicks the vermilion window
My whole life is blown by the wind on the paper
Dreams in the faraway place turn into a wisp of incense
With the wind, you look like you drift away
The chrysanthemums are left broken
Your smile has turned yellow
The flowers have fallen, and my heart is still flowing
The north wind is chaotic, and the night is still young
Your shadow can't be cut
Leaving me alone, in pairs, on the lake
The flowers have gone to the evening, and they have fallen in splendor
The fate of the world is not good enough
I am worried about you, but I am afraid that you may be in love with me.
I'm afraid you won't be able to get to the shore, and you'll be swaying for the rest of your life
Who's river and whose mountains? The hoofbeats are wild
My uniform, the scouring of the wind
It's dawn, the light of the day and your sighs
A night of melancholy, so gentle
The chrysanthemums are in ruins and the smile of your face is yellowing
Flower fall, the hearts of people break, and my mind flows in silence
The wind has made a mess. The night is still young
Your shadow can't be cut
Leaving me alone in the lake
The chrysanthemums are broken, your smile is yellow
The flowers are broken, and my heart is still
The north wind is messing up The night is still young
Your shadow can't be cut
Leaving me alone in the lake
Leaving me alone in the lake