XZ's first performance at the Dragon TV 2020-2021 Year New Celebrations translated as below. Very emotive, full of imagery. CP brains activated on such an unexpected choice of song.
Xiao Zhan’s cover of相爱后动物感伤 [Lament of animals after falling in love]
Original singer: 张惠妹 Amei (Zhang Hui Mei)
A sad cat leans against the window bars,
licking its wound after a fight.
A white bed sheet,
wrinkled into a ball of unintelligible mess.
Whose cigarette butt is it?
That despite its arrogance, spreads its greed that cannot be reasoned.
Whose umbrella is it?
A little warmth, is it heaven or suffering?
At the cliff top, time always passes slower than the ticking clock.
The sweat that dries in the wind, covers the skin, like an invisible layer of melancholy.
Whose feelings cannot be publicized?
Who is in a strange room, pretending to be brave?
Who in the night, afraid of decaying,
allows his breathing to become suddenly savage?
Let’s love first.
Seize a set of shoulders, block a little regret.
Let’s love first.
Gnaw a pair of wings, survive another season of darkness.
Let’s love first.
Aren’t animals all like this? When their desires cannot be met.
Let’s love first.
Lament later, reason later, lament later, reason later.
Should I be a little braver?
Or to really be frustrated with life?
From the roof terrace, looking down to a window.
There is one that embraces you when drifting to a satisfied sleep.
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XZ's first performance at the Dragon TV 2020-2021 Year New Celebrations translated as below. Very emotive, full of imagery. CP brains activated on such an unexpected choice of song.
Xiao Zhan’s cover of相爱后动物感伤 [Lament of animals after falling in love]
Original singer: 张惠妹 Amei (Zhang Hui Mei)
A sad cat leans against the window bars,
licking its wound after a fight.
A white bed sheet,
wrinkled into a ball of unintelligible mess.
Whose cigarette butt is it?
That despite its arrogance, spreads its greed that cannot be reasoned.
Whose umbrella is it?
A little warmth, is it heaven or suffering?
At the cliff top, time always passes slower than the ticking clock.
The sweat that dries in the wind, covers the skin, like an invisible layer of melancholy.
Whose feelings cannot be publicized?
Who is in a strange room, pretending to be brave?
Who in the night, afraid of decaying,
allows his breathing to become suddenly savage?
Let’s love first.
Seize a set of shoulders, block a little regret.
Let’s love first.
Gnaw a pair of wings, survive another season of darkness.
Let’s love first.
Aren’t animals all like this? When their desires cannot be met.
Let’s love first.
Lament later, reason later, lament later, reason later.
Should I be a little braver?
Or to really be frustrated with life?
From the roof terrace, looking down to a window.
There is one that embraces you when drifting to a satisfied sleep.
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