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Original spelling / Aliases / Search hints: 莫文蔚, Karen Joy Morris, Mok Man-wai
Wiki: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Karen_Mok
爱
你还记得吗
记忆的炎夏
散落在风中的已蒸发
喧哗的都已沙哑没结果的花
未完成的牵挂
我们学会许多说法
来掩饰不碰的伤疤因为我会想起你
我害怕面对自己
我的意志总被寂寞吞食因为你总会提醒
过去总不会过去
有种真爱不是我的没结果的花
未完成的牵挂
我们学会许多说法
来掩饰不碰的伤疤因为我会想起你
我害怕面对自己
我的意志总被寂寞吞食因为你总会提醒
过去总不会过去
有种真爱不是我的假如我不曾爱你
我不会失去自己
想念的刺钉住我的位置因为你总会提醒
尽管我得到世界
有些幸福不是我的你还记得吗
记忆的炎夏
我终于没选择的分岔
最后又有谁到达
English #1 – Love
Do you still remember?
The lingering memories of that summer
Things once scattered in the wind have now evaporated
Shouts of excitement have turned into hoarse voicesThe flowers that never bore fruits
Burning wishes that were never fulfilled
We have learned so many euphemisms
To cover up the wounds none wants to touchBecause I still pine for you,
I fear having to face myself
My mental strength is all swallowed up by lonelinessBecause you will ever remind me
The past can’t just be the past
There exists a true love that would never be mineThe flowers that never bore fruits
Burning wishes that were never fulfilled
We have learned so many euphemisms
To cover up the wounds none wants to touchBecause I still pine for you,
I fear having to face myself
My mental strength is all swallowed up by lonelinessBecause you will ever remind me
The past can’t just be the past
There exists a true love that would never be mineIf I had never loved you
I wouldn’t have lost myself
The thorns of nostalgia pin me in placeBecause you will ever remind me
Even if I win this entire world
There’s still a piece of happiness that would never be mineDo you still remember?
The lingering memories of that summer
The road that I chose not to take
In the end who else has tread by it?
Submitted by aliengator
English #2 – Love
Do you remember the scorching summer
when everything scattered in the wind was vaporated and every voice became hoarse?The flower that didn’t yield any fruit and the yearning that was never fulfilled.
We have created many excuses to hide those wounds that we don’t want to touch again.Because I miss you and I’m afraid to confront myself.
My will is often devoured by loneliness.Because you always remind me that the past will never pass.
Some kind of true love will never hit me again.
If I hadn’t loved you, I wouldn’t lose mysef.
My yearning for you is like a thorn that nailed me down.Because you always remind me
that even if I win the whole world, I’ll miss some kind of happiness.Do you remember the scorching summer?
Who else has reached the path that I didn’t choose in the end?
Submitted by lakoje
