歌词翻译 (英文 → 中文)
红
爱著他就像开著全新的马莎拉蒂跑车开到没有终点的死巷
比风还要迅速,充满罪恶般热情,却又突然停止
爱著他就像试著改变你的想法但却在高处一跃而下
自由落下
像是秋天的颜色,如此的亮眼,但却突然消失在你眼前
失去他像我从未见过的蓝
思念他就像是孤单的深灰色
忘记他像是假装一个从未认识的陌生人
但爱著他是火红的
爱著他是火红的
触碰他就像梦寐以求般的一切就呈现
在你眼前
记住他就像是记著老歌歌词一样简单
跟他争吵像是解开一个字谜却没有
标准答案
遗憾他就像是希望你永远不会发现爱是可以更加强壮
失去他像我从未见过的蓝
思念他就像是孤单的深灰色
忘记他像是假装一个从未认识的陌生人
但爱著他是火红的
火红的
燃烧的火红
记住他像是倒叙著像回声般不断重复
告诉自己是该放手的时候了
但移动关于他的一切却又不可能
正当我看到一切都在我的脑海中
在燃烧的火红
燃烧,他是火红的
噢,失去他像是我从未见过的蓝
思念他就像是孤单的深灰色
忘记他像是假装一个从未认识的陌生人
可是爱著他却是火红的
耶~
燃烧著的火红
这就是为甚么他不断盘旋的在我脑海中
不对的回到我脑海中,燃烧的火红
耶~
他的爱就像开著全新的马莎拉蒂跑车开到没有终点的死巷
原始歌词 (English)
Red
[Verse 1:]
Loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead-end street
Faster than the wind, passionate as sin ending so suddenly
Loving him is like trying to change your mind once you're already flying through the free fall
Like the colors in autumn, so bright just before they lose it all
[Chorus:]
Losing him was blue like I'd never known
Missing him was dark grey all along
Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met
But loving him was red
Loving him was red
[Verse 2:]
Touching him was like realizing all you ever wanted was right there in front of you
Memorizing him was as easy as knowing all the words to your old favorite song
Fighting with him was like trying to solve a crossword and realizing there's no right answer
Regretting him was like wishing you never found out that love could be that strong
[Chorus:]
Losing him was blue like I'd never known
Missing him was dark grey all along
Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met
But loving him was red
Oh, red
Burning red
[Bridge:]
Remembering him comes in flashbacks and echoes
Tell myself it's time now, gotta let go
But moving on from him is impossible
When I still see it all in my head
Burning red
Loving him was red
[Chorus:]
Oh, losing him was blue like I'd never known
Missing him was dark grey all along
Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met
'Cause loving him was red
Yeah, yeah, red
We're burning red
[Post-Chorus:]
And that's why he's spinnin' 'round in my head
Comes back to me, burning red
Yeah, yeah
His love was like driving a new Maserati down a dead-end street