- Party Hit Kings Red 歌词
- Party Hit Kings
- 词: Taylor Swift
曲: Taylor Swift
爱他，就好像驾驶着Maserati 行驶在没有出口的公路
Loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead-end street
奔跑在风的前沿 犯罪般的热烈 结束却令人措手不及
Faster than the wind, passionate as sin ending so suddenly
爱他就好像在飘扬时努力改变方向 旋转在触地前
Loving him is like trying to change your mind once you're already flying through the free fall
又好似秋天的色彩 如此鲜明 却艳丽在褪色前
Like the colors in autumn, so bright just before they lose it all
失去他的蓝色 是我不曾体验的忧郁
想念他的深灰 是一直伴随我的孤单
Losing him was blue like I'd never known
对他的忘却 难似试图了解一个不曾相识的陌生面孔
Missing him was dark grey all alone
但爱他的红色 点燃了我的心
Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met
爱着他是红色的
But loving him was red
轻触他的指尖 便发现幻想中的一切就这样真实的出现在眼前
Loving him was red
印刻他在脑际 简单的如同记忆那些美丽的韵脚 来自你最爱的旋律
和他的争吵 就好像企图解出一个没有答案的填字游戏
Touching him was like realizing all you ever wanted was right there in front of you
失去他的遗憾 让你开始祈祷自己不曾发现 爱是这般强大
Memorizing him was as easy as knowing all the words to your old favorite song
失去他的蓝色 是我不曾体验的忧郁
Fighting with him was like trying to solve a crossword and realizing there's no right answer
想念他的深灰 是一直伴随我的孤单
Regretting him was like wishing you never found out that love could be that strong
对他的忘却 难似试图了解一个不曾相识的陌生面孔
但爱他的红色 点燃了我的心
Losing him was blue like I'd never known
红色的
Missing him was dark gray all alone
燃烧般的火红
Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met
对他的怀念 在回忆里不断的重复 在记忆中反复上演
But loving him was red
告诉自己 就让那些片段消逝
Oh red
而转身离去 却是无法实现的诺言
Burning red
他依旧在脑海徘徊
燃烧般的火红
Remembering him comes in flashbacks and echoes
爱着他是红色的
Tell myself it's time now, gotta let go
失去他的蓝色 是我不曾体验的忧郁
But moving on from him is impossible
想念他的深灰 是一直伴随我的孤单
When I still see it all in my head
对他的忘却 难似试图了解一个不曾相识的陌生面孔
Burning red
但爱他的红色 点燃了我的心
Burning it was red
红色的
燃烧般的火红
Oh losing him was blue like I'd never known
那便是为何 他总在脑海浮现
Missing him was dark gray all alone
反反复复 燃成一片红色的火焰
Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met
'Cause loving him was red
他的爱就好像驾驶着Maserati 行驶在没有出口的公路
Yeah, yeah red
We're burning red
And that's why he's spinning 'round in my head
Comes back to me, burning red
Yeah, yeah
His love was like driving a new Maserati down a dead-end street
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