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zuò cí : wú |
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zuò qǔ : wú |
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When I go home alone |
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wǒ dú zì yī rén huí jiā |
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drive past the place where I was born |
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shǐ guò wǒ chū shēng de dì fāng |
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And the places that I used to drink |
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hé wǒ céng jīng hē guò jiǔ de dì fāng |
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Young and drunk and stumbling in the street |
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shào bù gēng shì zuì xūn xūn yóu zǒu zài jiē dào shàng |
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Outside the Joiners Arms like foals unsteady on their feet |
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zài Joiners Arm jiǔ diàn wài xiàng xiǎo jū yì bān chàn dǒu zhe zhàn lì |
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With the art students and the boys in bands |
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shēn biān zǒu guò xué yì shù de xué shēng hé yuè duì lǐ de nán hái |
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High on E and holding hands with someone that I just met |
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hē dé tài zuì qiān zhe wǒ gāng gāng rèn shi de rén de shuāng shǒu |
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I thought " it doesn' t get |
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wǒ yǐ wéi bú huì yǒu shén me bǐ zhè yàng gèng hǎo |
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Better than this |
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bǐ zhè yàng gèng hǎo |
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There can be nothing better than this |
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méi yǒu shén me gǎn jué néng bǐ zhè yàng gèng hǎo |
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Better than this" |
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bǐ zhè yàng gèng hǎo |
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And we climbed onto the roof, the museum |
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wǒ men pá shàng bó wù guǎn de wū dǐng |
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And someone made love in the ground |
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yǒu rén zài bō lí chuāng lǐ |
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And I' d forgotten my name |
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wǒ yuàn yì wàng jì wǒ de míng xìng |
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And the way back to my mother' s house |
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hái yǒu huí dào mā mā jiā de dào lù |
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With your black cool eyes and your bitten lips |
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zhǐ yào kàn zhe nǐ de qī hēi yǎn móu yǎo zhe de chún |
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The world is at your fingertips |
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wǒ de zhěng gè shì jiè jiù zài nǐ de zhǐ jiān |
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It doesn' t get better than this |
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méi yǒu shén me néng shèng guò zhè yàng |
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What else could be better than this? |
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hái yǒu shén me néng gòu bǐ zhè yàng gèng hǎo |
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Oh, don' t you know I have seen |
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nán dào nǐ bù zhī dào wǒ céng mù dǔ |
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I have seen the fields aflame |
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nà tián yě sì yì rán qǐ |
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and everything I ever did |
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wǒ suǒ zuò de yī qiè |
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Was just another way to scream your name |
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bù guò shì hū huàn nǐ míng zì de lìng yī zhǒng fāng shì |
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Over and over and over and over again |
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yī cì yòu yī cì yī cì yòu yī cì |
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Over and over and over and over again |
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yī cì yòu yī cì yī cì yòu yī cì |
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And we' re just children wanting children of our own |
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wǒ men bù guò shì kě wàng bǐ cǐ wéi zì jǐ dú shǔ de hái tóng |
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i wanted space to watch things grow |
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zhǐ xiǎng yào yī piàn kōng jiān qù kàn wàn wù shēng zhǎng |
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But did I dream too big? |
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wǒ de mèng shì fǒu tài guò hóng dà |
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Do I have to let it go? |
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wǒ shì fǒu bì xū shì huái |
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What if one day there is no such thing as snow? |
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rú guǒ yǒu yì tiān shì jiè shang zài méi yǒu xuě huā piāo luò yòu huì rú hé |
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Oh God, what do I know? |
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ó shàng dì wǒ yòu rú hé zhī xiǎo |
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And I don' t know anything |
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wǒ shén me yě wú cóng ér xiǎo |
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Except that green is so green |
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chú le nà qīng cǎo yī jiù cōng lóng |
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And there' s a special kind of sadness that seems to come with spring |
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yǒu yī zhǒng bié yàng de bēi shāng què suí zhe chūn tiān qiāo qiāo lái dào |
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Oh, don' t you know I have seen |
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nán dào nǐ bù zhī dào wǒ céng mù dǔ |
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i have seen the fields aflame |
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kàn nà tián yě sì yì rán qǐ |
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And everything I ever did |
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wǒ suǒ zuò de yī qiè |
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Was just another way to scream your name |
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bù guò shì hū huàn nǐ míng zì de lìng yī zhǒng fāng shì |
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Over and over and over and over again |
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yī cì yòu yī cì yī cì yòu yī cì |