luv pt3歌词

儿子，爸爸给你发第三首的翻译。

音乐把时间链接起来这种说法很奇怪吧人生就是要像放映的录影带一样不断的进行下去即使是失落的时候只要一直坚持走下去，一样能走的下去你想去何处呢像初次看不懂的电影那样像初次想读的书那样我本能的唱着拿着饮料困惑着用诗来举例的话就像是音乐和爱交织在了一起在夜里听着音乐城市沉沉的睡去的时候嘴唇无声的说出了真心话被内心的诗人支配当对这个世界没有什么需求的时候，就会变的自由人们生活的这出戏光是看着都觉得很累如果允许的话想找出工作的意义我明白啊，我想的全是许愿的事情像仰望着天空的孩子们头上的阳光和星星那样要怎样的扭曲现实才能才能在返还期限截至之前找到自己的生活方式如果能消除全部的记忆就好了再一次的从空空的瓶子开始来收集小小的记忆的碎片吧抓住流星滑过天际那样的短暂的瞬间把喜欢的点点滴滴像卷进磁带里那样保存起来再像录像机那样在脑中放映出来，看着那样的笑容任风这么吹都会沉浸在回忆当中吧喜剧也好悲剧也好幸福也好辛酸也好像不能预期的你的行动那样像不能离开你的脸的视线那样双方的心中像清泉那样明晰留下的回味是清新的拿药草来说对寂寞灵魂有效的药有时也会成为毒药在身体完全沉睡的时候在眼前浮现出了真正的样子我被身体里的预言者所支配最明确的是正是因为被世界掩盖起来的东西才能清楚的看到被账单湮没无法理解不干了想狠揍一拳我明白啊，我们的工作令人可怜心痛像从天窗俯视孩子们的星星那样怎样才能扩大现状如果一切能回到从前就好了从头开始为了终极的赞美秘密的同学会放着心爱的唱片随着唱片的旋转想起音乐靠在椅子上听着MC的フロウ(歌名)随着节奏敲者鼓点时高时低恩第3次的真心的希望的是门铃响起的话进来的是你和我过着这样的日子你在我心里刻下了小屋你却这么走了我知道你想忘记过去新的生活和新的朋友像无声电影那样即使是绝好的机会也不会说出口在银幕上闪耀的美丽的表情这次想要无声的再聪明一点再坚强一些即使今夜会做恶梦也会再次写下新的篇章这样好吗还是会在何时再次相遇音乐会把我们再次带到那个时刻黑与白黑茶色的色调蒙上一层白纱映出单色调的梦黑人和白人还有我的肤色手握麦克风完结的梦如果一切能回到从前就好了从一点一点开始收集小小的光的碎片抓住彗星滑过的瞬间在心爱的外套上编织出翅膀准备好了吗散步的小路很舒服吧穿过树林不要悲伤即使是烈阳或暴风晴朗也好阴天也好如果一切能回到从前就好了从一点一点开始收集小小的光的碎片抓住彗星滑过的瞬间

NUJABES LUV(SIC.) PT3(FT. SHING02) LYRICS

It's funny how the music put times in perspective

Add a soundtrack to your life and perfect it

Whenever you are feeling blue keep walking and we can get far

Wherever you are

Like a movie that you can't predict

Like a book that you can't resist

I sing along a song that's oh so sensual

bring along a sip to make it all so sexual

verbally that is, making love to the music means vibing to the beat at night

with the whole city fast asleep, out cold

true words seem to rise to the lips, take hold

of a poet in me, most powerfully

I feel free when the world doesn't owe it to me

It's so hard to find a gig that lives up to the billing,

trying to find a reason to work, god willing

I admit, my thinking is wishful

like a star upon a child gazing up to the ceiling

how far do we have to stretch the truth

to fit the lifestyles borrowed and overdue

we can take it all back to the register

and start all over from the canister

let's break it all down into pieces of bright

moments that pass by like a meteorite

throw on your favorite reel that's good to go

on the analog player watch the people glow

sit back to the breeze let the memories flow

comedy tragedy all the highs and lows

(chorus)

Like your moves that I can't predict

Like your look that I can't resist

The ting-a-ling feeling was oh so mutual

the lingering appeal was so unusual

herbally what is, medicine to a lone soul can become poison to some

with the whole body fast asleep, out cold

true vision seem to come to the eye, take hold

of a prophet in me most visibly

I see clear when the world doesn't show it to me

It's so hard to make sense in a cycle of billing,

trying to find a reason to quit and make a killing

I admit, our dealing is painful

like a star upon a child staring down from the ceiling

how far do we have to stretch the picture

before pixelating the human texture

we can take it all back to the register

and start all over from the canister

let's save it all up for an ultimate prize

homecoming gathering with a big surprise

throw on your favorite record that's good to go

on the analog table and it's hooked to blow

sit back with ease and hear the emcee flow

hi hat kick drum all the highs and lows

(chorus)

Um, third time's the charm, hopefully

when I chime on your door you'd still let me in

after all these years

the room that you caved in my heart is exactly the same as you left it

I realize that you have moved on

new styles and cliques like them silent flicks

I'm speechless in this golden occasion

the beautiful expression on the silver creation

this time I'd like to keep in touch

I'm a likkle bit wiser, a whole lot tougher

if I suffer through another nightmare tonight,

we'll chalk it up as another chapter to write, all right?

or wrong or somewhere down the middle of the road

I wanna see you again in a scene with the backdrop a perfect ten

and the music can take us back to the spot right then

from black and white to a sepia tone

some dreams come with a tint or in monochrome

from black and white to my skin tone

some dreams have a stint on the microphone

(chorus)

okay we can take it all back to the register

and start all over from the canister

let's break it all down into pieces of bright

moments that pass by like a meteorite

throw on your favorite jacket and you're good to roll

on the analog trail and you look the role

just stroll through the trees and let your miseries go

sunshine hurricane all the highs and lows

we can take it all back to the register

and start all over from the canister

let's break it all down into pieces of bright

moments that pass by like a meteorit

音乐把时间链接起来这种说法很奇怪吧

人生就是要像放映的录影带一样不断的进行下去

即使是失落的时候

只要一直坚持走下去，一样能走的下去

你想去何处呢

像初次看不懂的电影那样

像初次想读的书那样

我本能的唱着

拿着饮料困惑着

用诗来举例的话就像是音乐和爱交织在了一起

在夜里听着音乐

城市沉沉的睡去的时候

嘴唇无声的说出了真心话

被内心的诗人支配

当对这个世界没有什么需求的时候，就会变的自由

人们生活的这出戏光是看着都觉得很累

如果允许的话想找出工作的意义

我明白啊，我想的全是许愿的事情

像仰望着天空的孩子们头上的阳光和星星那样

要怎样的扭曲现实才能

才能在返还期限截至之前找到自己的生活方式

如果能消除全部的记忆就好了

再一次的从空空的瓶子开始

来收集小小的记忆的碎片吧

抓住流星滑过天际那样的短暂的瞬间

把喜欢的点点滴滴像卷进磁带里那样保存起来

再像录像机那样在脑中放映出来，看着那样的笑容

任风这么吹都会沉浸在回忆当中吧

喜剧也好悲剧也好幸福也好辛酸也好

(chorus)合唱

像不能预期的你的行动那样

像不能离开你的脸的视线那样

双方的心中像清泉那样明晰

留下的回味是清新的

拿药草来说对寂寞灵魂有效的药有时也会成为毒药

在身体完全沉睡的时候

在眼前浮现出了真正的样子

我被身体里的预言者所支配最明确的是

正是因为被世界掩盖起来的东西

才能清楚的看到

被账单湮没无法理解

不干了想狠揍一拳

我明白啊，我们的工作令人可怜心痛

像从天窗俯视孩子们的星星那样

怎样才能扩大现状

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如果一切能回到从前就好了

从头开始

为了终极的赞美

秘密的同学会

放着心爱的唱片

随着唱片的旋转想起音乐

靠在椅子上听着MC的フロウ(歌名)

随着节奏敲者鼓点时高时低

恩第3次的真心的希望的是

门铃响起的话进来的是你和我

过着这样的日子

你在我心里刻下了小屋你却这么走了

我知道你想忘记过去

新的生活和新的朋友

像无声电影那样即使是绝好的机会也不会说出口

在银幕上闪耀的美丽的表情

这次想要无声的

再聪明一点再坚强一些

即使今夜会做恶梦

也会再次写下新的篇章这样好吗

还是会在何时再次相遇

音乐会把我们再次带到那个时刻

黑与白黑茶色的色调

蒙上一层白纱映出单色调的梦

黑人和白人还有我的肤色

手握麦克风完结的梦

如果一切能回到从前就好了

从一点一点开始

收集小小的光的碎片

抓住彗星滑过的瞬间

在心爱的外套上编织出翅膀准备好了吗

散步的小路很舒服吧

穿过树林不要悲伤

即使是烈阳或暴风晴朗也好阴天也好

如果一切能回到从前就好了

从一点一点开始

收集小小的光的碎片

抓住彗星滑过的瞬间