- Party Hit Kings Red 歌詞
- Party Hit Kings
- 詞: Taylor Swift
曲: Taylor Swift
愛他，就好像駕駛著Maserati 行駛在沒有出口的公路
Loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead-end street
奔跑在風的前沿犯罪般的熱烈結束卻令人措手不及
Faster than the wind, passionate as sin ending so suddenly
愛他就好像在飄揚時努力改變方向旋轉在觸地前
Loving him is like trying to change your mind once youre already flying through the free fall
又好似秋天的色彩如此鮮明卻艷麗在褪色前
Like the colors in autumn, so bright just before they lose it all
失去他的藍色是我不曾體驗的憂鬱
想念他的深灰是一直伴隨我的孤單
Losing him was blue like Id never known
對他的忘卻難似試圖了解一個不曾相識的陌生面孔
Missing him was dark grey all alone
但愛他的紅色點燃了我的心
Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met
愛著他是紅色的
But loving him was red
輕觸他的指尖便發現幻想中的一切就這樣真實的出現在眼前
Loving him was red
印刻他在腦際簡單的如同記憶那些美麗的韻腳來自你最愛的旋律
和他的爭吵就好像企圖解出一個沒有答案的填字遊戲
Touching him was like realizing all you ever wanted was right there in front of you
失去他的遺憾讓你開始祈禱自己不曾發現愛是這般強大
Memorizing him was as easy as knowing all the words to your old favorite song
失去他的藍色是我不曾體驗的憂鬱
Fighting with him was like trying to solve a crossword and realizing theres no right answer
想念他的深灰是一直伴隨我的孤單
Regretting him was like wishing you never found out that love could be that strong
對他的忘卻難似試圖了解一個不曾相識的陌生面孔
但愛他的紅色點燃了我的心
Losing him was blue like Id never known
紅色的
Missing him was dark gray all alone
燃燒般的火紅
Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met
對他的懷念在回憶裡不斷的重複在記憶中反复上演
But loving him was red
告訴自己就讓那些片段消逝
Oh red
而轉身離去卻是無法實現的諾言
Burning red
他依舊在腦海徘徊
燃燒般的火紅
Remembering him comes in flashbacks and echoes
愛著他是紅色的
Tell myself its time now, gotta let go
失去他的藍色是我不曾體驗的憂鬱
But moving on from him is impossible
想念他的深灰是一直伴隨我的孤單
When I still see it all in my head
對他的忘卻難似試圖了解一個不曾相識的陌生面孔
Burning red
但愛他的紅色點燃了我的心
Burning it was red
紅色的
燃燒般的火紅
Oh losing him was blue like Id never known
那便是為何他總在腦海浮現
Missing him was dark gray all alone
反反复復燃成一片紅色的火焰
Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met
Cause loving him was red
他的愛就好像駕駛著Maserati 行駛在沒有出口的公路
Yeah, yeah red
Were burning red
And thats why hes 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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