- Bastille Good Grief 歌词
- Bastille
- So, what would you little maniacs like to do first?
那么，你想先做些什么疯狂的事？
透过手指偷看
Watching through my fingers
透过手指偷看
Watching through my fingers
闭上眼睛数到十
Shut my eyes and count to ten
当成耳旁风
It goes in one ear out the other
左耳朵进右耳朵出
One ear out the other
自始至终点亮一切
Burning bright right till the end
现在你将会在照片中迷失
Now you’ll be missing from the photographs
迷失在照片里
Missing from the photographs
透过手指偷看
透过手指偷看
Watching through my fingers
在心中你遥不可及
Watching through my fingers
你吹口哨的旋律
In my thoughts you’re far away
嘘嘘作响
And you are whistling the melody
就像结晶般清晰
Whistling the melody
哦我可以轻易画出你的容貌
Crystallizing clear as day
从眉间到眼角
Oh I can picture you so easily
这世界没了你还剩下什么呢
Picture you so easily
还剩下什么呢
每时每刻
What’s gonna be left of the world if you’re not in it
我都想你 想你 太想你
What’s gonna be left of the world, oh
每次跌倒和失败
我都想你 想你 太想你
Every minute and every hour
透过手指偷看
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more
透过手指偷看
Every stumble and each misfire
猝不及防被你最爱的歌守护
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more
哦我会在葬礼上跳舞
伴着这旋律
Watching through my fingers
穿着你喜爱的衣服入睡
Watching through my fingers
看着它们焚烧殆尽
Caught off guard by your favourite song
是如此羞愧
Oh I’ll be dancing at a funeral
这世界没了你还剩下什么呢？
Dancing at a funeral
还剩下什么呢？哦
Sleeping in the clothes you love
每时每刻
It’s such a shame we had to see them burn
我都想你 想你 太想你
Shame we had to see them burn
每次跌倒和失败
我都想你 想你 太想你
What’s gonna be left of the world if you’re not in it
假如你想做一个派对动物
What’s gonna be left of the world, oh
你就要学会在丛林中生存
现在安心装扮吧
Every minute and every hour
你可要原谅我
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more
我失去了所有知觉
Every stumble and each misfire
你可要原谅我
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more
我已经语无伦次
If you want to be a party animal
所以喝醉吧叫我傻瓜
You have to learn to live in the jungle
把我丢下 把我丢在家
Now stop worrying and go get dressed
把我从地板上弄起来
丢回家 丢回家
You might have to excuse me
每时每刻
I’ve lost control of all my senses
我都想你 想你 太想你
And you might have to excuse me
每次跌倒和失败
I’ve lost control of all my words
我都想你 想你 太想你
So get drunk, call me a fool
透过手指偷看
Put me in my place, put me in my place
透过手指偷看
Pick me up, up off the floor
因为每时每刻
Put me in my place, put me in my place
我都想你 想你 太想你
Every minute and every hour
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more
Every stumble and each misfire
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more
Watching through my fingers
Watching through my fingers
Cause every minute and every hour
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more
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