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Lala Hsu

The Lost Sand Bar (失落沙洲)–Lala Hsu (徐佳瑩)

It is a song of a love lost and cannot be found.

I come back to this harbour.
I have no reason to stay.
My heart rides on an old boat, searching for the lost sand bar.

The boat flows with tides along with time.
I open my arms, trying to catch and hug those ups and downs.
After all, what I miss so much is yours eyes when you were looking at me.

I don’t really need you come back.
But when I look at the sea alone
and I turn back and find you’re not there,
it leaves me wandering around.

I don’t really need you come back.
But when I open my book of memories,
Apart from you, it is blank.
Who else could come to teach me how to love?

I come back to this dead end.
I want to go forward.
But the more I see the open sky,
the more I regret not being able to share with you the touching feeling.

I don’t really need you come back.
But when I look at the sea alone,
that consumed person is not me…
not the one that you wanted to see.

I don’t really need you come back.
But when I go alone into the crowd,
Apart from the support you gave me,
who else could make me brave?

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Faye Wong

Punctual (守時) — Faye Wong (王菲)

This lyric is an all-time classic.

If possible, if you are willing to…
even if the feeling comes so late…
please write down those words that you have never said to me.
That will make my heart beat joyfully.

Only once…I promise I need no another time.
Could you let me listen to your past?
Especially those touching stories…let me know what made you beautiful as such?

Love is never punctual.
If it is possible, let me stay with you. I don’t mind waiting for you till my hair gets white. It’s never too late.
Lover is never punctual.
But could you please, let me feel free to be happy, just one time?

Could you please…if you are willing to…
give me your old photos so that I could imagine my past be full.
I have written some lovely moments on the blank side
that help me pass my sleepless nights.

If possible…if you are willing to…
let me know your youngful days.
let me know how your smiling face got mature over time.

Love is never punctual.
If it is possible, let me stay with you. I don’t mind waiting for you till my hair gets white. It’s never too late.
Lover is never punctual.
But could you please, let me feel free to be happy, just one time?

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Growing fond of you (慢慢喜歡你) — Karen Mok

This song is my favourite in 2018.

I’m reading a book, which accompanies many of my evenings with surprises.
That bicycle…the conversation between he and she…
The white shirt worn by the girl that the boy likes her putting on…
So many little subtle plots…romance…heartbroken…come and go…
I read and read, and couldn’t stop.

I just kissed you. You like it, don’t you?
Otherwise, why do you hold my hand so tight and don’t let me go?
You told me you want to take me to your home town…
Those red bricks covered by patches of green…Trees and lichen…
From the past to the present, they remain unchanged.
You said you love will be the same.

I slowly become fond of you.
I slowly become close to you.
I slowly tell you about me.
I slowly walk along besides you.
I slowly adjust myself to please you.
I slowly give myself to you.

I slowly become fond of you.
I slowly remember…
I have been being with you, graudally becoming old together.
The slowness between us is the reason I love you.

Order the dessert you like after dinner…
Tonight you may sleep on the other side…
I want to spend our vacation near the beach we went before…
Shoes…watch…socks…shirts are ready, all packed in the suitcase.
I, as everyday, wake up before you do, waiting you.

Love is a long and slow process.
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Lala Hsu

Really Foolish (真的傻) — by Lala Hsu (徐佳瑩)

Love is really not something that you work hard and you’ll get it.

I am chasing, while the image of your back is fading.
A distance that I can never reach.
I gave my all, thought you’d be touched.
In fact, the gap is as large as the one between the sky and the ground.

What is the probability that I love you and you love me as well?
How much is the error?
Love is not something that if you work hard, you should be taken seriously.
But I never understand how to give it up.

I thought I could stay with you forever.
But your pace is so fast that I can never catch.
If it is me who stops you from flying high in the sky,
I’m willing to be completely forgetten in your life.

I really wanted to keep you and share you with no one.
But I was really foolish, blocking you from shining.
So please don’t worry about me, I’m simply not good enough.
You have to find someone who loves you more than I do.

She walks into your perfect picture.
I was as lonely as transparent.
I spent all I have to love you, but the more I tried the more hurt is done.
So I chose to give up and wish you the best.

Thank you it is you, who gave me so many memories.
You have to find someone who loves you more than I do.

Love is not measured by how much you give.

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Wakin Chau

The girl told me (那女孩對我說) –Yida Huang (Covered by Wakin Chau)

My heart has been empty.
The sky is wide and the cloud is heavy.
I cannot sweep away my loneliness.
I have been carrying her name, her happiness and sadness.
I have forgotten how long is has been.

Every heart had a favourite,
over time which became a tear drop,
that drops on my left hand and it turned into loneliness.
I turn back and look…what remains?

The girl told me, told me to protect her dream.
She said few people take her seriously.
She gradually forgot me, but she doesn’t know
the broken me has not been loving since then.

The girl told me, told me I’m a thief,
who stole her memories and keep inside my brain.
I don’t want freedom, but to carry her dream.
Step by step moving forward,
what she gave me are not heavy at all.

The girl has gone, the boy stays there, keeping his promise, trying to realise her dream.


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Faith Yang

Centrifugal Force (離心力)– by Faith Yang

If you come closer for another inch,
I will believe our love is real.
Centrifugal force and you
are forever pulling each other.

I quietly watch
what does not belong to me.
The distance
makes me linger.

Please don’t hug me, and no kiss at all.
Otherwise I will break in pieces, no longer complete.
If I have never existed, then there will not be any chance
that I will disappear.

I want to talk, but then I swallow the words.
That in fact makes me happy.
As I am only a stardust in your eyes,
you’ll never understand how dangerous is my position.

Not even a single love affair
is not a conspiracy.
Only after you have conquered loneliness,
you know how to be gentle.

I want a bit more regret,
so that my love will be complete.
Let me go with you to the end;
it is romance.

Even if I keep loving for my whole life,
I know it is not happening.
Centrifugal force is my destiny.
Destiny, I’here.


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