想念异乡人

异乡人
作曲 / 作词：李健
编曲：谭伊哲


披星戴月地奔波　　只为一扇窗
当你迷失在路上　　能够看见那灯光

不知不觉把他乡　　当作了故乡
只是偶尔难过时　　不经意遥望远方

曾经的乡音　　悄悄地隐藏
说不出的诺言　　一直放心上

有许多时候　　眼泪就要流
那扇窗是让我坚强的理由

小小的门口　　还有她的温柔
给我温暖陪伴我左右

Foreigner


I strive through night journeys, only for the sake of one certain window.
When you are lost along the way, you'd be able to see its light.

Without realizing, I've come to think of this foreign land as my hometown.
Only occasionally when I feel sad, I'll unconsciously gaze towards the distance.

I quietly hide my past accent;
the promise I couldn't speak out remains in my heart all the time.

The many times that my tears are about to flow,
that window is the reason that keeps me strong.

In that small entrance, her gentleness still remains,
giving me warmth and staying by my side.

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First saw him on Chinese TV, talking about songwriting in an interview. When he said, "Because [I] lost [my] father, [I] wrote that kind of song," with the soft melody edited into the clip, he definitely caught my attention. (If I got it correctly, I think he basically meant that one should write songs on what he truly felt for.)

Tune-wise the above song is my favorite, but that song he wrote for his father is by far the most touching.

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想念你
作曲 / 作词：李健


看夕阳徘徊在天边　　迟迟不愿落下山
天空和大地　　这一切让它留恋

你终究还是要离去　　来不及说一句
一阵风掠过　　放开还有温度的手

So I'm losing you
大海在等候　　那条河流
So I'm missing you
梦中那双手　　轻抚我的头
就像小时候

看夕阳染红了天边　　那是最后的眷恋
天空和大地　　忘不了她的陪伴

在你离开后不久以后　　升起满天的星斗
他们不知道　　曾经难受的分手

So I'm losing you
大海在等候　　那条河流
So I'm missing you
梦中那双手　　轻抚我的头
就像小时候

So I'm losing you
大海在等候　　这条河流
So I'm missing you
梦中那双手　　轻抚我的头
就像小时候

看流星划过了天边　　直到你已经走远
长长的弧线　　那时的意念　　想念

Missing You


I watch the setting sun linger at the edge of the sky, reluctant to go down the mountain.
The sky and the earth, all these are holding her back.

At the end you still have to leave, with no time for another word.
A gust of wind sweeps past, and I let go of the hand that is still warm.

So I'm losing you;
the ocean is waiting for that river.
So I'm missing you;
that pair of hands in my dream gently pats my head,
just like it did when I was a child.

I watch the setting sun paint the sky red; that is the last sentimental attachment.
The sky and the earth cannot forget her company.

Not long after you left, the stars that rise up to fill the sky
knows nothing of the sad parting in the past.

So I'm losing you;
the ocean is waiting for that river.
So I'm missing you;
that pair of hands in my dream gently pats my head,
just like it did when I was a child.

So I'm losing you;
the ocean is waiting for this river.
So I'm missing you;
that pair of hands in my dream gently pats my head,
just like it did when I was a child.

I watch the shooting star sail across the sky, until you have gone far.
The long arc [is like] the memory of that time, the longing.