Nocturne (Ye Qu) - Jay Chow

yi qun shi xue de ma yi
bei fu rou suo xi yin
wo mian wu biao qing
kan gu du de feng jing
shi qu ni
ai hen kai shi fen ming
shi qu ni
hai you shen me shi hao guan xin
dang ge zi bu zai xiang zheng he ping
wo zhong yu bei ti xing
guang chang shang wei shi de shi tu ying
wo yong piao liang de ya yun
xing rong bei lüe duo yi kong de ai qing

a
wu yun kai shi zhe bi
ye se bu gan jing
gong yuan li
zang li de hui yin
zai man tian fei xing
song ni de
bai se mei gui
zai chun he de huan jing diao ling
wu ya zai shu qi shang gui yi de hen an jing
jing jing ting
wo hei se de da yi
xiang wen nuan ni
ri jian bing leng de hui yi
zou guo de
zou guo de
sheng ming
a
si zhou mi man wu qi
wo zai kong kuang de mu di
lao qu hou hai ai ni

wei ni tan zou xiao bang de ye qu
ji nian wo si qu de ai qing
gen ye feng yi yang de sheng yin
xin sui de hen hao ting
shou zai jian pan qiao hen qing
wo gei de si nian hen xiao xin
ni mai zang de di fang jiao you ming

wei ni tan zou xiao bang de ye qu
ji nian wo si qu de ai qing
er wo wei ni yin xing mai ming
zai yue guang xia tan qin
dui ni xin tiao de gan ying
hai shi ru ci wen re qin jin
huai nian ni na xian hong de chun yin

na xie duan chi de qing ting
san luo zai zhe sen lin
er wo de yan jing
mei you si hao tong qing
shi qu ni
lei shui hun zhuo bu qing
shi qu ni
wo lian xiao rong dou you yin ying
feng zai zhang man qing tai de wu ding
chao xiao wo de shang xin
xiang yi kou mei you shui de ku jing
wo yong qi mei de zi xing
miao hui hou hui mo ji de na ai qing


Translated version

"Nocturnes"

A group of bloodthirsty ants are attracted to rotten flesh
With an expressionless face
I watch the lonely scenery
Losing you
Love and hate start to become clear
Losing you
What else is there to care about?
When a dove no longer symbolises peace
I’m eventually reminded
That they are vultures feeding in the public square
I use a beautiful rhyme
To describe love being robbed

Oh
The dark clouds begin to cover
The colour of the night is not clean
In the park
The echo of the funeral
Flying in the boundless sky
The white rose
I gave you
Withered in the pure black surroundings
The crow is peculiarly very silent on the tree branch
Silently listening
My black overcoat
Wants to warm you up
The memories that are day-by-day becoming colder
Walk past
Walk past
The life
Oh
Hazy fog is all around
I am at the vast and boundless cemetery
I’ll still love you when I’m old

I play for you Chopin’s Nocturnes
Commemorating my dead love
The same sound as the night winds
Heart breaking sounds good
My hand strikes the keyboard lightly
The recollections I gave are very careful
The place you are buried at is called The Other World

I play for you Chopin’s Nocturnes
Commemorating my dead love
And I conceal my identity for you
Playing the piano under the moon
The feeling and response I have towards your heartbeat
It is still so warm and intimate
I miss that bright red lipstick of yours

Those dragonflies with broken wings
Scatter down onto this forest
And my eyes
Have not a single shred of sympathy
Losing you
Tears are unclear
Losing you
Even my smile has a shadow
The wind at the rooftop grown full of moss
Jeers at my sadness
Like a dry well without water
I use a sad but beautiful font
To describe that love that is too late to regret