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千纸鹤 – Khalil Fong 方大同

Khalil Fong 方大同

千纸鹤 lyrics with English translation

Language
Chinese
Level
Advanced
Genre
Pop
Length
4:07
  1. 咖啡 回想 一切好多

    Coffee, another cup, recalling all these moments

  2. 细节 譬如 微笑离别

    The little details, like your pout and the smile of goodbye

  3. 窗外 世界 霓虹

    The world outside, neon lights intertwining

  4. 缤纷 安静了解 妳的感觉

    Colorful, the whole street, I quietly understand the feeling without you

  5. 温柔 爵士性的快乐

    Paper cranes, you gently fold them, joy flowing like jazz, carefree

  6. 此刻 清澈 远方麦田黄色

    At this moment, the water is clear, fields of wheat golden afar

  7. 故事温热 性的 我们唱起

    A thousand paper cranes, the story still warm, we sing spontaneously

  8. 走过 牧笛轻吹 爱情走到 微笑

    I walk past, the soft sound of shepherd flutes, love has come to this point, smiles no longer striving

  9. Oh 山水感觉 前世感觉

    Oh, the feeling of ink-washed mountains and waters, a page from the previous life of butterflies

  10. 几世轮回 今生缘份还是倾斜

    A page of earthly cycles through many lifetimes, rewriting this life’s fate still tilts

  11. 时间 倒退 再次 机会

    Time, if it could turn back, would give us another chance.

  12. 理由 怎么 一句 以为解决

    How could I tell you that I no longer love you, thinking it would solve everything?

  13. 香水 干掉 玫瑰

    The empty perfume, the withered rose.

  14. 问了 整夜 撒野 解释

    I asked all night, you lazily ran wild, saying explaining is tiring.

  15. 温柔 爵士性的快乐

    The paper crane, you gently fold it, like jazz, carefree joy.

  16. 或许 离去 只是换个方式

    Perhaps letting you go is just another way of loving you.

  17. 故事温热 性的 我们唱起

    A thousand paper cranes, the story still warm, we casually sing.

  18. 走过 牧笛轻吹 爱情走到 微笑

    I walked past, the shepherd's flute softly playing, that love has come to this, smiles no longer competing.

  19. Oh 山水感觉 前世感觉

    Oh, the feeling of ink splashed mountains and water, a page, the feeling of butterflies from past lives.

  20. 几世轮回 今生缘份还是倾斜

    A page, the cycles of several lifetimes in the mortal world, rewriting that in this life, fate still tilts.

  21. 妳的游走世代

    Your beauty wanders between two generations

  22. 不同美学那种年代不在

    Do those two different aesthetics even exist?

  23. 不同期待 终于明白

    Two kinds of expectations, I finally understand

  24. 爱不爱意外 应该等待

    Whether you love or not comes as a surprise, we shouldn't wait

  25. 就是离开 就是回来

    If you don't love, then just leave, and never return

  26. 台阶青苔蔓延到斑驳

    On the steps, green moss spreads to the weathered old wall

  27. 太阳西晒 妳在水面上芙蓉花开

    The sun sets in the west, you're waiting for the lotus to bloom on the water

  28. 偏爱我们安静状态

    And I prefer that we remain in this quiet state

  29. 故事温热 一千快乐

    A thousand paper cranes, the story is still warm (paper cranes, a thousand times happiness)

  30. 一千快乐 )

    A thousand paper cranes, it's a gift from you (paper cranes, a thousand times happiness, still in love)

  31. 做了选择爱情 我也决定

    You chose to pause love, and I decided to let go of a thousand paper cranes.

  32. 故事温热 性的 我们唱起走过 牧笛轻吹 爱情走到 微笑一千 凌空 飞过 快乐

    The story is still warm, casual as we sing (a thousand paper cranes) as I walk by, the sound of the pastoral flute gently blowing, that love has come this far, smiles no longer competing (singing a song a thousand times, joy flying through the air).

  33. Oh 山水感觉 前世感觉

    Oh, the feeling of ink splashed across mountains and rivers, a page, the sensation of colorful butterflies from a past life.

  34. 几世轮回 今生缘份还是倾斜

    A page, the cycles of many lifetimes in the mortal realm, rewriting, this life's fate still tilted.

Key vocabulary

微笑wēi xiào
smile5
玫瑰méi guī
rose5
偏爱piān ài
favor7
清澈qīng chè
clear7
ruò
if7
譬如pìrú
for example7
splash6
远方yuǎn fāng
distant6
one1
xiě
write1

About this song

Khalil Fong 方大同 was a Hong Kong singer, songwriter, and producer who made multilingual soul-pop. He emerged in 2005 with Soul Boy and gained international recognition with Journey to the West, winning a Golden Melody award for Best Male Artist.

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千纸鹤

fēi zàibēi huíxiǎng zhèqièhǎoduō

Coffee, another cup, recalling all these moments

dejié zuǐ wēixiàodebié

The little details, like your pout and the smile of goodbye

chuāngwài deshìjiè hóng zàijiāohuì

The world outside, neon lights intertwining

bīnfēn zhěngtiáojiē ānjìngliǎojiě méidegǎnjué

Colorful, the whole street, I quietly understand the feeling without you

zhǐ wēnróuduìzhé juéshìyuèbānsuíxìngdekuài

Paper cranes, you gently fold them, joy flowing like jazz, carefree

shuǐqīngchè yuǎnfāngdemàitiánjīnhuáng

At this moment, the water is clear, fields of wheat golden afar

qiānzhǐ shìháiwēn suíxìngde menchàng

A thousand paper cranes, the story still warm, we sing spontaneously

zǒuguò shēngqīngchuīzhù àiqíngzǒudàozhè wēixiàozhēngle

I walk past, the soft sound of shepherd flutes, love has come to this point, smiles no longer striving

Oh shānshuǐdegǎnjué cǎidiéqiánshìdegǎnjué

Oh, the feeling of ink-washed mountains and waters, a page from the previous life of butterflies

hóngchénshìdelúnhuí zàixiě jīnshēngyuánfènháishìqīngxié

A page of earthly cycles through many lifetimes, rewriting this life’s fate still tilts

shíjiān ruòdǎo退tuì zài gěihuì

Time, if it could turn back, would give us another chance.

yóu zěnmegěi àile wéijiùjiějué

How could I tell you that I no longer love you, thinking it would solve everything?

kōngle dexiāngshuǐ gàndiào deméiguī

The empty perfume, the withered rose.

wènle zhěng yōnglǎn shuōjiěshìhěnlèi

I asked all night, you lazily ran wild, saying explaining is tiring.

zhǐ wēnróuduìzhé juéshìyuèbānsuíxìngdekuài

The paper crane, you gently fold it, like jazz, carefree joy.

huò ràng zhǐshìhuànfāngshì ài

Perhaps letting you go is just another way of loving you.

qiānzhǐ shìháiwēn suíxìngde menchàng

A thousand paper cranes, the story still warm, we casually sing.

zǒuguò shēngqīngchuīzhù àiqíngzǒudàozhè wēixiàozhēngle

I walked past, the shepherd's flute softly playing, that love has come to this, smiles no longer competing.

Oh shānshuǐdegǎnjué cǎidiéqiánshìdegǎnjué

Oh, the feeling of ink splashed mountains and water, a page, the feeling of butterflies from past lives.

hóngchénshìdelúnhuí zàixiě jīnshēngyuánfènháishìqīngxié

A page, the cycles of several lifetimes in the mortal world, rewriting that in this life, fate still tilts.

deměiyóuzǒuzàiliǎngshìdài

Your beauty wanders between two generations

liǎngtóngměixuézhǒngniándàizàibuzài

Do those two different aesthetics even exist?

liǎngzhǒngtóngdài zhōngmíngbái

Two kinds of expectations, I finally understand

àibuàidōuwài yīnggāiděngdàiděng

Whether you love or not comes as a surprise, we shouldn't wait

ài jiùshìkāi jiùshìhuílái

If you don't love, then just leave, and never return

táijiēshàngzhěngbiànqīngtáimànyándàolebāndeqiáng

On the steps, green moss spreads to the weathered old wall

tàiyáng西shài zàiděngshuǐmiànshàngderónghuākāi

The sun sets in the west, you're waiting for the lotus to bloom on the water

érpiānàimenjiùchùzàizhèānjìngdezhuàngtài

And I prefer that we remain in this quiet state

qiānzhǐ shìháiwēnzhǐ qiānkuài

A thousand paper cranes, the story is still warm (paper cranes, a thousand times happiness)

qiānzhǐ shìgěidezhǐ qiānkuài háiàizhù)

A thousand paper cranes, it's a gift from you (paper cranes, a thousand times happiness, still in love)

zuòlexuǎnàiqíngtíng juédìngshěqiānzhǐ

You chose to pause love, and I decided to let go of a thousand paper cranes.

shìháiwēn suíxìngde menchàngqiānzhǐzǒuguò shēngqīngchuīzhù àiqíngzǒudàozhè wēixiàozhēnglechàngqiānde língkōng fēiguò dekuài

The story is still warm, casual as we sing (a thousand paper cranes) as I walk by, the sound of the pastoral flute gently blowing, that love has come this far, smiles no longer competing (singing a song a thousand times, joy flying through the air).

Oh shānshuǐdegǎnjué cǎidiéqiánshìdegǎnjué

Oh, the feeling of ink splashed across mountains and rivers, a page, the sensation of colorful butterflies from a past life.

hóngchénshìdelúnhuí zàixiě jīnshēngyuánfènháishìqīngxié

A page, the cycles of many lifetimes in the mortal realm, rewriting, this life's fate still tilted.