歌词翻译 (中文 → 英文)
Old Street
A few faded photographs
Gave me a little bit of nostalgia
The hot noodle soup that the old grandpa at the end of the alley sells
The taste diffuses through the old backyard
The wandering cat sleeps on the rocking swing
The sunset shines on its eyes
The postcard sent by the kid at the same table
Quietly rests inside the school desk
The spring days that are about to be over
The door still have the carvings on them
The two sides of the narrow and long aisle
The smoke coming from the old house
The drizzle that just finished from the rainy season
Dad and mom walked through the alley again
Can't remember what year and what day
A really long yet really short time
Now it is too late to return to
The scene that has long gone
The train ticket that is slowly becoming faded in your hand
Became a symbol of the memory
I don't know what not forgetting is like
I can't remember what it was like back then
The place I can't see or visit even if I wanted to
Perhaps the accent of the old street is part of my sadness
The smile at the corner of my mouth is becoming harder and harder
I don't know what not forgetting is like
Unable to put down the familiar fragments
Turned around and looked and it's been so many years
Looking through my fingers at the sky
I am back to the old street
Leaning by your side but slowly drifting away
Gave me a little bit of nostalgia
The hot noodle soup that the old grandpa at the end of the alley sells
The taste diffuses through the old backyard
The wandering cat sleeps on the rocking swing
The sunset shines on its eyes
The postcard sent by the kid at the same table
Quietly rests inside the school desk
The spring days that are about to be over
The door still have the carvings on them
The two sides of the narrow and long aisle
The smoke coming from the old house
The drizzle that just finished from the rainy season
Dad and mom walked through the alley again
Can't remember what year and what day
A really long yet really short time
Now it is too late to return to
The scene that has long gone
The train ticket that is slowly becoming faded in your hand
Became a symbol of the memory
I don't know what not forgetting is like
I can't remember what it was like back then
The place I can't see or visit even if I wanted to
Perhaps the accent of the old street is part of my sadness
The smile at the corner of my mouth is becoming harder and harder
I don't know what not forgetting is like
Unable to put down the familiar fragments
Turned around and looked and it's been so many years
Looking through my fingers at the sky
I am back to the old street
Leaning by your side but slowly drifting away
中文歌词
老街
几张褪色的照片
好像带给我一点点怀念
巷尾老爷爷卖的热汤面
味道弥漫过旧旧的后院
流浪猫睡熟在摇晃秋千
夕阳照了一遍他咪著眼
那张同桌寄的明信片
安静的躺在课桌的里面
快要过完的春天
还有雕刻著图案的门帘
窄窄的长长的过道两边
老房子依然升起了炊烟
刚刚下完了小雨的季节
爸妈又一起走过的老街
记不得哪年的哪一天
很漫长又很短暂的岁月
现在已经回不去
早已流逝的光景
手里的那一张渐渐模糊不清的车票
成了回忆的信号
忘不掉的是什么我也不知道
想不起当年模样
看也看不到 去也去不了的地方
也许那老街的腔调是属于我的忧伤
嘴角那点微笑越来越勉强
忘不掉的是什么我也不知道
放不下熟悉片段
回头望一眼 已经很多年的时间
透过手指间看著天
我又回到那老街
靠在你们身边渐行渐远
好像带给我一点点怀念
巷尾老爷爷卖的热汤面
味道弥漫过旧旧的后院
流浪猫睡熟在摇晃秋千
夕阳照了一遍他咪著眼
那张同桌寄的明信片
安静的躺在课桌的里面
快要过完的春天
还有雕刻著图案的门帘
窄窄的长长的过道两边
老房子依然升起了炊烟
刚刚下完了小雨的季节
爸妈又一起走过的老街
记不得哪年的哪一天
很漫长又很短暂的岁月
现在已经回不去
早已流逝的光景
手里的那一张渐渐模糊不清的车票
成了回忆的信号
忘不掉的是什么我也不知道
想不起当年模样
看也看不到 去也去不了的地方
也许那老街的腔调是属于我的忧伤
嘴角那点微笑越来越勉强
忘不掉的是什么我也不知道
放不下熟悉片段
回头望一眼 已经很多年的时间
透过手指间看著天
我又回到那老街
靠在你们身边渐行渐远