Lyrics for: 消愁 Drowning Sorrows
當你走進這歡樂場
背上所有的夢與想
各色的臉上各色的妝
沒人記得你的模樣
三巡酒過你在角落
固執的唱著苦澀的歌
聽它在喧囂裡被淹沒
你拿起酒杯對自己說
一杯敬朝陽 一杯敬月光
喚醒我的嚮往 溫柔了寒窗
於是可以不回頭地逆風飛翔
不怕心頭有雨 眼底有霜
一杯敬故鄉 一杯敬遠方
守著我的善良 催著我成長
所以南北的路從此不再漫長
靈魂不再無處安放
躁動不安的座上客
自以為是地表演著
偽裝著 舞蹈著 疲憊著
你拿起酒杯對自己說
一杯敬朝陽 一杯敬月光
喚醒我的嚮往 溫柔了寒窗
於是可以不回頭地逆風飛翔
不怕心頭有雨 眼底有霜
一杯敬故鄉 一杯敬遠方
守著我的善良 催著我成長
所以南北的路從此不再漫長
靈魂不再無處安放
一杯敬明天 一杯敬過往
支撐我的身體 厚重了肩膀
雖然從不相信所謂山高水長
人生苦短何必念念不忘
一杯敬自由 一杯敬死亡
寬恕我的平凡 驅散了迷惘
好吧天亮之後總是潦草離場
清醒的人最荒唐
清醒的人最荒唐
[Pinyin]
dāng nǐ zǒu jìn zhè huān lè chǎng
bèi shàng suǒ yǒu de mèng yǔ xiǎng
gè sè de liǎn shàng gè sè de zhuāng
méi rén jì dé nǐ de mó yàng
sān xún jiǔ guò nǐ zài jiǎo luò
gù zhí de chàng zhe kǔ sè de gē
tīng tā zài xuān xiāo lǐ bèi yān méi
nǐ ná qǐ jiǔ bēi duì zì jǐ shuō
yī bēi jìng cháo yáng yī bēi jìng yuè guāng
huàn xǐng wǒ de xiàng wǎng wēn róu le hán chuāng
yú shì kě yǐ bù huí tóu de nì fēng fēi xiáng
bù pà xīn tóu yǒu yǔ yǎn dǐ yǒu shuāng
yī bēi jìng gù xiāng yī bēi jìng yuǎn fāng
shǒu zhe wǒ de shàn liáng cuī zhe wǒ chéng zhǎng
suǒ yǐ nán běi de lù cóng cǐ bù zài màn zhǎng
líng hún bù zài wú chù ān fàng
zào dòng bù ān de zuò shàng kè
zì yǐ wèi shì de biǎo yǎn zhe
wěi zhuāng zhe wǔ dǎo zhe pí bèi zhe
nǐ ná qǐ jiǔ bēi duì zì jǐ shuō
yī bēi jìng cháo yáng yī bēi jìng yuè guāng
huàn xǐng wǒ de xiàng wǎng wēn róu le hán chuāng
yú shì kě yǐ bù huí tóu de nì fēng fēi xiáng
bù pà xīn tóu yǒu yǔ yǎn dǐ yǒu shuāng
yī bēi jìng gù xiāng yī bēi jìng yuǎn fāng
shǒu zhe wǒ de shàn liáng cuī zhe wǒ chéng zhǎng
suǒ yǐ nán běi de lù cóng cǐ bù zài màn zhǎng
líng hún bù zài wú chù ān fàng
yī bēi jìng míng tiān yī bēi jìng guò wǎng
zhī chēng wǒ de shēn tǐ hòu zhòng le jiān bǎng
suī rán cóng bù xiāng xìn suǒ wèi shān gāo shuǐ zhǎng
rén shēng kǔ duǎn hé bì niàn niàn bù wàng
yī bēi jìng zì yóu yī bēi jìng sǐ wáng
kuān shù wǒ de píng fán qū sàn le mí wǎng
hǎo ba tiān liàng zhī hòu zǒng shì lǎo cǎo lí chǎng
qīng xǐng de rén zuì huāng táng
qīng xǐng de rén zuì huāng táng
[English Translation]
Walking into this hall of gratification,
carrying all your hopes and dream;
individual faces wearing individual masks,
not one person remembers how you look.
In a corner after three rounds of drinks,
you're stubbornly singing anguished songs.
Listening to it being drowned out in the hustle and bustle,
You pick up your glass and say to yourself:
A toast to the rising sun; A toast to the moonlight.
For awakening my longings and warming the frozen window.
So that I can soar against the winds without looking back,
Without the fear of the storm in my heart or the frost under my eyes.
A toast to my hometown; A toast to the hinterlands.
For guarding my kindness and for urging me to grow,
so the roads from North to South no longer seem as long or as slow.
And the soul is no longer without a resting place.
Restless and fidgeting privileged guests,
Presumptuous and conceited they put on an act.
Pretending, dancing, exhausted.
You pick up your glass and say to yourself:
A toast to the rising sun; A toast to the moonlight.
For awakening my longings and warming the frozen window.
So that I can soar against the winds without looking back,
Without the fear of the storm in my heart or the frost under my eyes.
A toast to my hometown; A toast to the hinterlands.
For guarding my kindness and for urging me to grow,
so the roads from North to South no longer seem as long or as slow.
And the soul is no longer without a resting place.
A toast to tomorrow; A toast to the past.
For bearing my body and the shoulders that have become heavy.
Even though I've never believed that *greatness lasts forever,
Life is painful and short, so why the need to stay stuck in the past?
A toast to freedom; A toast to death.
For pardoning my ordinariness and erasing my turmoil.
Okay, it's always a mess to leave as dawn breaks.
The sober are always the most absurd.
The sober are always the most absurd.