Tall Mountain, Deep Canyon / Mountain and Valley (Translate, 20191111) [Phil Lam]
Standing in the woods like there is no oxygen, in the sunset, I feel lonesome – yet I have no rights to see you. I lost empathy as I knew the tall mountains and deep canyons separate us two. My voyage at the corner of street was your aristocratic game. I was too innocent to believe our relationship was sincere – and it was a child’s play.
You live happily while I survive at all cost. So many people are at the top of the mountains looking over my weariness. Yearn for approval – I strive to be a better person restlessly. Who would be afraid of shortness of breath? But the destination is hanging at the horizon. You defined the meaning of “to live”, I insulted the meaning of “existence”, It is only fitting for me to be held up in the valley to organize my mess. Though I thirst for a major reunion – the path under my feet seems too difficult to cut short. I cannot see the end nor your mercifulness – we are extremely far apart.
The more I look, the more hopeless I am – I am not part of the future. Under the cliff, at the terminus – I realized that I never had a paradise.It seems when the darkness of the sky turns to light, it volatilizes farewells – I only see people fall. Although your pleasure continues to spread, you still show no sympathy to me. You are too clear-cut when distinguish things involved us – that’s too harsh.
You live happily while I survive at all cost. So many people are at the top of the mountains looking over my weariness. Yearn for approval – I strive to be a better person restlessly. Who would be afraid of shortness of breath? But the destination is hanging at the horizon You defined the meaning of “to live”, I insulted the meaning of “existence”, It’s only fitting for me to be held up in the valley to organize my mess. Though I thirst for a major reunion – the path under my feet seems too difficult to cut short. I can’t see the end nor your mercifulness – we are extremely far apart.
Yet I still have to live. I secretly subsist in the valley and wait until someday – the day where my soul ends. You continue to go around in circles and I continue to bury my love. There is no end. Never was there a destination. Forever is extremely far.
