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海朋森樂隊

Spring Breeze

Lyricist:陳思江
Composer:陳思江

You say that I'm evil
I guess I am somehow sly
I wish someday I could be like the spring breeze
blowing through you, wanting nothing
and then you will love me no more

You say that I am often cold
and that I at times imagine death
I guess that's because life makes me bear many juicy fruits
and they are such heavy fruits

In the depth of the valley
In the depth of the valley
cartoon characters are calling out to one another

In a story that is bound to come to an end
you make every effort to add to its glory
You are rarely cold and always circumspective
You surprise me with your earnestness and consistency
Is there a possibility to let the character of you see the whole story yourself?
I think that would be your best reward

You are floating and drifting
trying your best to imitate walking as if on the ground
You are shouting and crying out
and hearing nothing but the disappearance of sounds

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Apart from yours and apart from mine
are there any other worlds?
Where mistakes and successes rarely hurt
complexities unpack themselves and images grow and decline forever
Once there, you would need no more hesitation or looking around
Perhaps I could also have my name of evil cleared
Surrounded by an unfathomable landscape
there is no story, just a voice reverberating:

Welcome! You are welcome to come over!
All that humans ever achieved is merely a mound of earth here

You say that I'm evil
I guess I am somehow sly
I wish someday I could be like the spring breeze
blowing through you, wanting nothing
and then you will love me no more

You say that I am often cold
and that I at times imagine death
I guess that's because life makes me bear many juicy fruits
and they are such heavy fruits

You are floating and drifting
trying your best to imitate walking as if on the ground
You are shouting and crying out
and hearing nothing but the disappearance of sounds