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| She smiled | |
| 她微笑着 | |
| Leapt, without looking | |
| 跳下去,闭着眼 | |
| And tumbled into the Seine | |
| 踉踉跄跄地走入塞纳河 | |
| The water was freezing | |
| 水冷得像冰 | |
| She spent a month sneezing | |
| 她一整个月都在打喷嚏 | |
| But said she would do it again | |
| 但她说自己一点也不后悔 | |
| Here's to the ones who dream | |
| 这首歌献给那些还会做梦的人 | |
| Foolish as they may seem | |
| 他们也许看起来很愚蠢 | |
| Here's to the hearts that ache | |
| 献给那些会疼痛的心 | |
| Here's to the mess we make | |
| 献给我们制造的麻烦 | |
| She captured a feeling | |
| 她抓住了一个感觉 | |
| Sky with no ceiling | |
| 没有天花板的天空 | |
| The sunset inside a frame | |
| 画框里的落日 | |
| She lived in her liquor | |
| 她生活在酒精里 | |
| And died with a flicker | |
| 像闪电一样离世 | |
| I'll always remember the flame | |
| 但我会永远记住她留下的烈焰 | |
| Here's to the ones who dream | |
| 这首歌献给那些还会做梦的人 | |
| Foolish as they may seem | |
| 他们也许看起来很愚蠢 | |
| Here's to the hearts that ache | |
| 献给那些会疼痛的心 | |
| Here's to the mess we make | |
| 献给我们制造的麻烦 | |
| She told me: | |
| 她曾告诉我 | |
| "A bit of madness is key | |
| 秘诀就是要用一丁点的疯狂 | |
| To give us new colors to see | |
| 让我们看见新的色彩 | |
| Who knows where it will lead us? | |
| 没有人知道它会将我们导向何处 | |
| And that's why they need us | |
| 而这就是他们需要我们的原因" | |
| So bring on the rebels | |
| 再多一些创新者吧 | |
| The ripples from pebbles | |
| 更多卵石激起的层层涟漪 | |
| The painters, and poets, and plays | |
| 更多画家、诗人和话剧 | |
| And here's to the fools who dream | |
| 这首歌献给那些还会做梦的人 | |
| Crazy as they may seem | |
| 他们也许看起来很愚蠢 | |
| Here's to the hearts that break | |
| 献给那些破碎的心 | |
| Here's to the mess we make | |
| 献给我们制造的麻烦 |
| zuo qu : wu | |
| zuo ci : wu | |
| She smiled | |
| ta wei xiao zhe | |
| Leapt, without looking | |
| tiao xia qu, bi zhuo yan | |
| And tumbled into the Seine | |
| liang liang qiang qiang di zou ru sai na he | |
| The water was freezing | |
| shui leng de xiang bing | |
| She spent a month sneezing | |
| ta yi zheng ge yue dou zai da pen ti | |
| But said she would do it again | |
| dan ta shuo zi ji yi dian ye bu hou hui | |
| Here' s to the ones who dream | |
| zhe shou ge xian gei nei xie hai hui zuo meng de ren | |
| Foolish as they may seem | |
| ta men ye xu kan qi lai hen yu chun | |
| Here' s to the hearts that ache | |
| xian gei nei xie hui teng tong de xin | |
| Here' s to the mess we make | |
| xian gei wo men zhi zao de ma fan | |
| She captured a feeling | |
| ta zhua zhu le yi ge gan jue | |
| Sky with no ceiling | |
| mei you tian hua ban de tian kong | |
| The sunset inside a frame | |
| hua kuang li de luo ri | |
| She lived in her liquor | |
| ta sheng huo zai jiu jing li | |
| And died with a flicker | |
| xiang shan dian yi yang li shi | |
| I' ll always remember the flame | |
| dan wo hui yong yuan ji zhu ta liu xia de lie yan | |
| Here' s to the ones who dream | |
| zhe shou ge xian gei nei xie hai hui zuo meng de ren | |
| Foolish as they may seem | |
| ta men ye xu kan qi lai hen yu chun | |
| Here' s to the hearts that ache | |
| xian gei nei xie hui teng tong de xin | |
| Here' s to the mess we make | |
| xian gei wo men zhi zao de ma fan | |
| She told me: | |
| ta ceng gao su wo | |
| " A bit of madness is key | |
| mi jue jiu shi yao yong yi ding dian de feng kuang | |
| To give us new colors to see | |
| rang wo men kan jian xin de se cai | |
| Who knows where it will lead us? | |
| mei you ren zhi dao ta hui jiang wo men dao xiang he chu | |
| And that' s why they need us | |
| er zhe jiu shi ta men xu yao wo men de yuan yin" | |
| So bring on the rebels | |
| zai duo yi xie chuang xin zhe ba | |
| The ripples from pebbles | |
| geng duo luan shi ji qi de ceng ceng lian yi | |
| The painters, and poets, and plays | |
| geng duo hua jia shi ren he hua ju | |
| And here' s to the fools who dream | |
| zhe shou ge xian gei nei xie hai hui zuo meng de ren | |
| Crazy as they may seem | |
| ta men ye xu kan qi lai hen yu chun | |
| Here' s to the hearts that break | |
| xian gei nei xie po sui de xin | |
| Here' s to the mess we make | |
| xian gei wo men zhi zao de ma fan |
| zuò qǔ : wú | |
| zuò cí : wú | |
| She smiled | |
| tā wēi xiào zhe | |
| Leapt, without looking | |
| tiào xià qù, bì zhuó yǎn | |
| And tumbled into the Seine | |
| liàng liàng qiàng qiàng dì zǒu rù sāi nà hé | |
| The water was freezing | |
| shuǐ lěng dé xiàng bīng | |
| She spent a month sneezing | |
| tā yī zhěng gè yuè dōu zài dǎ pēn tì | |
| But said she would do it again | |
| dàn tā shuō zì jǐ yì diǎn yě bù hòu huǐ | |
| Here' s to the ones who dream | |
| zhè shǒu gē xiàn gěi nèi xiē hái huì zuò mèng de rén | |
| Foolish as they may seem | |
| tā men yě xǔ kàn qǐ lái hěn yú chǔn | |
| Here' s to the hearts that ache | |
| xiàn gěi nèi xiē huì téng tòng de xīn | |
| Here' s to the mess we make | |
| xiàn gěi wǒ men zhì zào de má fán | |
| She captured a feeling | |
| tā zhuā zhù le yí gè gǎn jué | |
| Sky with no ceiling | |
| méi yǒu tiān huā bǎn de tiān kōng | |
| The sunset inside a frame | |
| huà kuàng lǐ de luò rì | |
| She lived in her liquor | |
| tā shēng huó zài jiǔ jīng lǐ | |
| And died with a flicker | |
| xiàng shǎn diàn yí yàng lí shì | |
| I' ll always remember the flame | |
| dàn wǒ huì yǒng yuǎn jì zhù tā liú xià de liè yàn | |
| Here' s to the ones who dream | |
| zhè shǒu gē xiàn gěi nèi xiē hái huì zuò mèng de rén | |
| Foolish as they may seem | |
| tā men yě xǔ kàn qǐ lái hěn yú chǔn | |
| Here' s to the hearts that ache | |
| xiàn gěi nèi xiē huì téng tòng de xīn | |
| Here' s to the mess we make | |
| xiàn gěi wǒ men zhì zào de má fán | |
| She told me: | |
| tā céng gào sù wǒ | |
| " A bit of madness is key | |
| mì jué jiù shì yào yòng yī dīng diǎn de fēng kuáng | |
| To give us new colors to see | |
| ràng wǒ men kàn jiàn xīn de sè cǎi | |
| Who knows where it will lead us? | |
| méi yǒu rén zhī dào tā huì jiāng wǒ men dǎo xiàng hé chǔ | |
| And that' s why they need us | |
| ér zhè jiù shì tā men xū yào wǒ men de yuán yīn" | |
| So bring on the rebels | |
| zài duō yī xiē chuàng xīn zhě ba | |
| The ripples from pebbles | |
| gèng duō luǎn shí jī qǐ de céng céng lián yī | |
| The painters, and poets, and plays | |
| gèng duō huà jiā shī rén hé huà jù | |
| And here' s to the fools who dream | |
| zhè shǒu gē xiàn gěi nèi xiē hái huì zuò mèng de rén | |
| Crazy as they may seem | |
| tā men yě xǔ kàn qǐ lái hěn yú chǔn | |
| Here' s to the hearts that break | |
| xiàn gěi nèi xiē pò suì de xīn | |
| Here' s to the mess we make | |
| xiàn gěi wǒ men zhì zào de má fán |