歌词翻译 (英文 → 中文)
发展进步
我们很久没跳霹雳舞了
大声地放音乐，跳舞跳舞
有生命中的最奇怪的样子
我拿麦克风，不跳了，唱起说唱歌来
以前罪人跳舞，舞者是听众
问题的回答很可笑
裤子应该穿得很低，没有我们的马裤那么大
可是桥梁被烧了，马裤坏了
我们很晚才
悔改了我们的罪
嘿DJ，保佑听众
有一天我们找办法改善脑子，同时心说出脑子里的话
我觉得孩子在外面等很惊人
很熟悉这个很孤独的仪式
每个人举手，要教看不见的咋成为不可战胜的
发展，进步
建筑师，蓝图
表现，表演
学生，老师
领导自己的革命追求真相
屋顶着火，你有什么解决的办法？
发展，进步
建筑师，蓝图
表现，表演
学生，老师
领导自己的革命追求真相
屋顶着火，你有什么解决的办法？
这是爱情加一的总和
很有革命性的，让人绞尽脑汁的
我的脚是我的车，一直走
毫无疑问
考虑你的感觉
在台的窗帘后隐藏
群情激愤
修改脚本，纸里有我的心声
我确定了
我不会走
以前为我准备的道路
我在我们的夜里
悄悄走近，举双手
像午夜的种
知道我会被消灭
断定听众举双手
好像因为天塌下来，所以别的人都不在乎
我要自己的利益，不要很多
我能否证明我的目的是真心的？
我只是押韵里的词，歌里的节拍
试试写歌来知道是否是我的用武之地
你能在笔里找等机会迸发的我
在水库里被淹没，解渴
我的第一个爱的第二个家是我的耳机
我第一次写我的思想
那，如果没有反对的人，情让我开始
井的深度老是不够悔改罪
所以我开始唱歌，我的舌头是鼓
给歌词意义，打败我们成为的
发展，进步
建筑师，蓝图
表现，表演
学生，老师
领导自己的革命追求真相
屋顶着火，你有什么解决的办法？
发展，进步
建筑师，蓝图
表现，表演
学生，老师
领导自己的革命追求真相
屋顶着火，你有什么解决的办法？
大声地放音乐，跳舞跳舞
有生命中的最奇怪的样子
我拿麦克风，不跳了，唱起说唱歌来
以前罪人跳舞，舞者是听众
问题的回答很可笑
裤子应该穿得很低，没有我们的马裤那么大
可是桥梁被烧了，马裤坏了
我们很晚才
悔改了我们的罪
嘿DJ，保佑听众
有一天我们找办法改善脑子，同时心说出脑子里的话
我觉得孩子在外面等很惊人
很熟悉这个很孤独的仪式
每个人举手，要教看不见的咋成为不可战胜的
发展，进步
建筑师，蓝图
表现，表演
学生，老师
领导自己的革命追求真相
屋顶着火，你有什么解决的办法？
发展，进步
建筑师，蓝图
表现，表演
学生，老师
领导自己的革命追求真相
屋顶着火，你有什么解决的办法？
这是爱情加一的总和
很有革命性的，让人绞尽脑汁的
我的脚是我的车，一直走
毫无疑问
考虑你的感觉
在台的窗帘后隐藏
群情激愤
修改脚本，纸里有我的心声
我确定了
我不会走
以前为我准备的道路
我在我们的夜里
悄悄走近，举双手
像午夜的种
知道我会被消灭
断定听众举双手
好像因为天塌下来，所以别的人都不在乎
我要自己的利益，不要很多
我能否证明我的目的是真心的？
我只是押韵里的词，歌里的节拍
试试写歌来知道是否是我的用武之地
你能在笔里找等机会迸发的我
在水库里被淹没，解渴
我的第一个爱的第二个家是我的耳机
我第一次写我的思想
那，如果没有反对的人，情让我开始
井的深度老是不够悔改罪
所以我开始唱歌，我的舌头是鼓
给歌词意义，打败我们成为的
发展，进步
建筑师，蓝图
表现，表演
学生，老师
领导自己的革命追求真相
屋顶着火，你有什么解决的办法？
发展，进步
建筑师，蓝图
表现，表演
学生，老师
领导自己的革命追求真相
屋顶着火，你有什么解决的办法？
原始歌词 (English)
Motion Movement
It's been long years gone since we rocked the linoleum
Blasting the broken boom box open closing and
The most awkward b-boy stance you can imagine
Grab the mic trading my backspin for rapping
Back when the sinners dance, dancers were listeners
Answers to caller response chance ridiculous
Pants demanded sagging, never bigger than our britches
But the bridges burned, britches were scratched
Our sins were repented for much later
Hey yo DJ "Bless the crowd with the sign of the crossfader"
In time we find things to refine the mind at the same time, the heart articulating mine
I think it's amazing kids are waiting outside
Habitual leaders at the solidarity of this ritual see
Each individual reach out, speak to teach the invisible how to be invincible
Motion, movement
Architects, blueprints
Showing, grooving
Teachers, students
Reaching for truth in a self-revolution
The roof is on fire, what's your solution?
Motion, movement
Architects, blueprints
Showing, grooving
Teachers, students
Reaching for truth in a self-revolution
The roof is on fire, what's your solution?
This be the sum, of love plus one
Mold breaking, soul searching
My carriage is my feet on point and hella deep like sea urchins
Indeed be certain
Proceed to test your reflex knee jerk
And hid it behind a curtain on the stage
Burning inside with rage
Rewrote the script, with my voice inside of the page
I've decided the ways
Previously paved for me to walk
Will never see, me, nor my footprints
I stalk in the nighttime
Avaying(?) our hands to the sky
Like the clock at midnight
Convinced of my demise
Concluded that the crowd throws their hands in the air
Because the sky is falling no one else seems to care
Or want a piece of the pie, not a generous share
Can I possibly prove, my intentions are there
I'm just a word in a rhyme, and a kick in the snare
Swimming in inkwells to find if my spirit is there
But you can find me inside of a pen waiting to burst
Drowning in the reservoir quenching my thirst
My first love's second home was my headphones
First time I wrote what I felt because I said so
So, unless there's any protest allow me to begin
The weather's never deep enough to wash away the sins
So I drop it on the one, my tongue be the drum
Beating meaning to the beat to defeat what we've become
Motion, movement
Architects, blueprints
Showing, grooving
Teachers, students
Reaching for truth in a self-revolution
The roof is on fire, what's your solution?
Motion, movement
Architects, blueprints
Showing, grooving
Teachers, students
Reaching for truth in a self-revolution
The roof is on fire, what's your solution?
Blasting the broken boom box open closing and
The most awkward b-boy stance you can imagine
Grab the mic trading my backspin for rapping
Back when the sinners dance, dancers were listeners
Answers to caller response chance ridiculous
Pants demanded sagging, never bigger than our britches
But the bridges burned, britches were scratched
Our sins were repented for much later
Hey yo DJ "Bless the crowd with the sign of the crossfader"
In time we find things to refine the mind at the same time, the heart articulating mine
I think it's amazing kids are waiting outside
Habitual leaders at the solidarity of this ritual see
Each individual reach out, speak to teach the invisible how to be invincible
Motion, movement
Architects, blueprints
Showing, grooving
Teachers, students
Reaching for truth in a self-revolution
The roof is on fire, what's your solution?
Motion, movement
Architects, blueprints
Showing, grooving
Teachers, students
Reaching for truth in a self-revolution
The roof is on fire, what's your solution?
This be the sum, of love plus one
Mold breaking, soul searching
My carriage is my feet on point and hella deep like sea urchins
Indeed be certain
Proceed to test your reflex knee jerk
And hid it behind a curtain on the stage
Burning inside with rage
Rewrote the script, with my voice inside of the page
I've decided the ways
Previously paved for me to walk
Will never see, me, nor my footprints
I stalk in the nighttime
Avaying(?) our hands to the sky
Like the clock at midnight
Convinced of my demise
Concluded that the crowd throws their hands in the air
Because the sky is falling no one else seems to care
Or want a piece of the pie, not a generous share
Can I possibly prove, my intentions are there
I'm just a word in a rhyme, and a kick in the snare
Swimming in inkwells to find if my spirit is there
But you can find me inside of a pen waiting to burst
Drowning in the reservoir quenching my thirst
My first love's second home was my headphones
First time I wrote what I felt because I said so
So, unless there's any protest allow me to begin
The weather's never deep enough to wash away the sins
So I drop it on the one, my tongue be the drum
Beating meaning to the beat to defeat what we've become
Motion, movement
Architects, blueprints
Showing, grooving
Teachers, students
Reaching for truth in a self-revolution
The roof is on fire, what's your solution?
Motion, movement
Architects, blueprints
Showing, grooving
Teachers, students
Reaching for truth in a self-revolution
The roof is on fire, what's your solution?