第207章 《believer》

“The way that things have been, oh,”

(那些陈芝麻烂谷)

“握草,这也太好听了。”

“要不是我亲眼所见 ,打死我也不相信,垃圾桶能制作音乐。”

“想起我大学音乐老师,他自创一首歌,还曾经跟我们显摆说伴奏用了三个小时就做出来了,我当时问他,说能不能三分钟做出来,音乐老师说要是有人能三分钟做出来,他把麦克吃了,哎,真想让他看看。”

“这是我能看的么?这真的是我能看的么?看这个不犯法么?”

“I was broken from a young age,”

(自年幼时我就丢了自我)

“Taking my sulking to the masses,”

(被教导着麻木隐忍地随波逐流)

“Write down my poems for the few,”

(我的诗篇只为那少数人歌颂)

“That looked at me, took to me, shook to me, feeling me,”

(他们关注着我 支持着我 与我并肩携手 感同身受)

“Singing from heartache, from the pain”

(自苦痛和心碎中奋起高歌)

“Taking my message, from the veins”

(自血液和心跳中认清自我)

“Speaking my lesson, from the brain”

(将脑海中的经历教训高声唱颂)

“Seeing the beauty through the,”

(试着体会美好 透过那该死的)

“啊啊啊啊,棒子们出来受死,之前谁说我炎哥的来着,尼玛看见了么,牛13死你。”

“炎哥永远不会让人失望,入手炎哥,这辈子都不亏。”

“太tm好听了,好气我居然没有看到现场。”