破相 [Broken Image] - Joey Yung 容祖兒 {Cantonese 10}

唱：容祖兒　曲：陳輝陽　詞：黃偉文 Performed by: Joey Yung Composed by: Keith Chan Lyrics by: Wyman Wong

聽笑話　盡量笑得不勉強 我望鏡　愁雲密佈我面上 皺著眉　旁人問我何解這樣 在這　愉快的現場 大概因我　從前撞向一道牆 種下了　難縫合舊創傷 破相　原來是要來稱呼這樣 歷史遺下的賬 是我　頑強到已經 用盡餘下血清 亦是時間認命 早知我　越活越冷清 就別望救星　投降前坐定 越笑越見疤痕 留了提示誰是極不幸 已不記得那些壞戀人 何以苦淚　竟將這一臉愁容劃深 快樂再光臨 可惜我沒能力重生 命運已亂了　如何笑 怕驚動面上餘震 他那天　說我眼睛很會笑 那十秒　靈魂大概已賣掉 卻換來　眉頭額角桃花倒插著 命書全逆轉了 一笑　留痕其實太深 來年　由愛變做恨 裂縫　從眉目裂向心 面色轉暗　兩頰下陷 被舊愛連累半生 若我敢再次試試蜜運 就越笑越見疤痕 留了提示誰是極不幸 已不記得那些壞戀人 何以苦淚　竟將這一臉愁容劃深 快樂再光臨 可惜我沒能力重生 命運已亂了　如何笑 怕驚動面上餘震 遇過無數個某君 段段緣份擦身 段段尤似利刃 刀峰過　至發覺我身 又或是我心　十萬道血痕

Hear a joke, and I’ll give a genuine smile In the mirror, there are dark clouds across my face People ask why I look so sad when I’m at such a happy place I suppose it’s because I once crashed into a wall Leaving me scars that do not heal Turns out this is called a “broken image” Baggage from my troubled past It’s me, I’m stubborn to be down to my last serum It’s also time to accept my fate I should’ve known I’ll end up like this Stop looking for saviors and surrender The more I smile, the more I see my scars They’re signs to mark the unfortunate I no longer remember those bad lovers Why accentuate my scars with bitter tears? Happiness is around the corner Yet I no longer have the energy My fate is a lost cause, afraid that my smile will only erupt aftershocks on my face That day, he said my eyes knew how to smile Those ten seconds, my soul almost sold out in exchange for a dying peach blossom* Life was hanging by a thread My smile leaves a scar too deep Next year, love will turn to hate Fault-line extends from eyebrows to heart My face darkens, cheeks depressed Old love will keep me down Even if I meet the one someday The more I smile, the more I see my scars They’re signs to mark the unfortunate I no longer remember those bad lovers Why accentuate my scars with bitter tears? Happiness is around the corner Yet I no longer have the energy My fate is a lost cause, afraid that my smile will only erupt the aftershock on my face I’ve met my fair share of special someones every time I’m struck by cupid every time it feels like being cut by razors At the end, across my body and heart there lies ten thousand bloodstains

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