歌曲: 七里香
歌手: 周杰伦


窗外的麻雀

在电线杆上多嘴

你说这一句

很有夏天的感觉

手中的铅笔

在纸上来来回回

我用几行字

形容你是我的谁


秋刀鱼的滋味

猫跟你都想了解

初恋的香味

就这样被我们寻回

那温暖的阳光

像刚摘的新鲜草莓

你说你舍不得

吃掉这一种感觉


雨下整夜

我的爱溢出, 就像雨水

院子落叶

跟我的思念厚厚一叠

几句是非

也无法将我的热情冷却

你出现在我诗的每一页


雨下整夜

我的爱溢出就像雨水

窗台蝴蝶

像诗里纷飞的美丽章节

我接着写

把永远爱你写进诗的结尾

你是我唯一想要的了解

 

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雨下整夜

我的爱溢出, 就像雨水

院子落叶

跟我的思念厚厚一叠

几句是非

也无法将我的热情冷却

你出现在我诗的每一页


那饱满的稻穗

幸福了这个季节

而你的脸颊像

田里熟透的蕃茄

你突然对我说

七里香的名字很美

我此刻却只想

亲吻你倔强的嘴

 

雨下整夜

我的爱溢出, 就像雨水

院子落叶

跟我的思念厚厚一叠

几句是非

也无法将我的热情冷却

你出现在我诗的每一页


整夜

我的爱溢出就像雨水

窗台蝴蝶

像诗里纷飞的美丽章节

我接着写

把永远爱你写进诗的结尾

你是我唯一想要的了解

 

gē qǔ: qī lǐ xiāng
gē shǒu: Zhōu Jiělún


chuāng wài de máquè
zài diànxiàn’gān sháng duōzuǐ
nǐ shuō zhè yi jù
hěn yǒu xiàtiān de gǎnjué
shǒu zhōng de qiánbǐ
zài zhǐ shàng lái lái huí huí
wǒ yòng jǐ háng zì
xíngróng nǐ shì wǒ de shéi

qiūdāoyú de zīwèi
māo gēn nǐ dōu xiǎng liǎojiě
chū liàn de xiāng wèi
jiù zhèyàng bèi wǒmen xúnhuí
nà wēnnuǎn de yángguāng
xiàng gāng zhāi de xīnxiān cǎoméi
nǐ shuō nǐ shè-bù-dé
chī diào zhè yī zhǒng gǎnjué

yǔ xià zhěng yè
wǒ de ài yìchū, jiù xiàng yǔ shuǐ
yuànzi luò yè
gēn wǒ de sīniàn hòu hòu yī dié
jǐ jù shì fēi
yé wúfǎ jiāng wǒ de rèqíng lěngquè
nǐ chūxiàn zài wǒ shī de měi yī yè

yǔ xià zhěng yè
wǒ de ài yìchū, jiù xiàng yǔ shuǐ
chuāngtái húdié
xiàng shī lǐ fēn fēi de měilì zhāngjié
wǒ jiēzhe xiě
bǎ yǒngyuǎn ài nǐ xiě jìn shī de jiéwěi
nǐ shì wǒ wéi yī xiǎngyào de liǎojiě

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yǔ xià zhěng yè
wǒ de ài yìchū, jiù xiàng yǔ shuǐ
yuànzi luò yè
gēn wǒ de sīniàn hòu hòu yī dié
jǐ jù shì fēi
yé wúfǎ jiāng wǒ de rèqíng lěngquè
nǐ chūxiàn zài wǒ shī de měi yī yè

nà bǎomǎn de dàosuì
xìngfú le zhège jìjié
ěr nǐ de liǎnjiá xiàng
tián lǐ shútòu de fānqié
nǐ tūrǎn duì wǒ shuō
“qī lǐ xiāng” de míngzǐ hěn měi
wǒ cǐ kè què zhǐ xiǎng

qìng wěn nǐ juéjiàng de zuǐ

yǔ xià zhěng yè
wǒ de ài yìchū, jiù xiàng yǔ shuǐ
yuànzi luò yè
gēn wǒ de sīniàn hòu hòu yī dié
jǐ jù shì fēi
yé wúfǎ jiāng wǒ de rèqíng lěngquè
nǐ chūxiàn zài wǒ shī de měi yī yè

…zhěng yè
wǒ de ài yìchū, jiù xiàng yǔ shuǐ
chuāngtái húdié
xiàng shī lǐ fēn fēi de měilì zhāngjié
wǒ jiēzhe xiě
bǎ yǒngyuǎn ài nǐ xiě jìn shī de jiéwěi
nǐ shì wǒ wéi yī xiǎngyào de liǎojiě

Song name: Orange Jasmine

Singer: Jay Chou

 

The sparrow outside the window

Makes a lot of noise on the telephone pole

You say this sentence1

Really has a summer feeling to it

The pencil in my hand

Moves back and forth over the paper

I use a few lines of words

To describe who you are to me

 

The taste of saury fish

Both you and the cat want to get to know

In this way we both pursue

The sweet taste of first love

That warm sunlight

Like fresh-picked strawberries

You say you can’t quite

Swallow this kind of feeling

 

Rain falls all night

My love overflows, like rain water

Fallen leaves in the courtyard

Are thickly piled up, like my thoughts

Just a few sentences

But there’s no way to express my passionate coolness

You appear on every page of my poems

 

Rain falls all night

My love overflows, like rain water

The butterfly on the windowsill

Like the beautiful fluttering chapters of poetry

I continue to write

About eternal love, until the poem’s end

You’re the only thing I want to understand

 

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Rain falls all night

My love overflows, like rain water

Fallen leaves in the courtyard

Are thickly piled up, like my thoughts

Just a few sentences

But there’s no way to express my passionate coolness

You appear on every page of my poems

 

That bulging rice plant

Makes this season happy

But your cheeks look like

Ripe tomatoes from the field

You suddenly say to me

“Orange Jasmine”, a name so beautiful

And right then I only want

To kiss your stubborn mouth

 

Rain falls all night

My love overflows, like rain water

Fallen leaves in the courtyard

Are thickly piled up, like my thoughts

Just a few sentences

But there’s no way to express my passionate coolness

You appear on every page of my poems

 

…all night

My love overflows, like rain water

The butterfly on the windowsill

Like the beautiful fluttering chapters of poetry

I continue to write

About eternal love, until the poem’s end

You’re the only thing I want to understand

 

 

 

1 – i.e., the first sentence of the song