遙遠的她 Faraway Her

joengyeung讓maanmaan晚fungfung風hinghing輕hinghing輕ceoicheui吹sungsung送liuliu了loklok落haaha霞ngongo我jiyi已zaapjaap習gwaangwaan慣muimui每gogo個pongpong傍maanmaan晚heoiheui去soengseung想taata她Let the evening breeze gently carry off the sunset glow; I'm used to thinking of her every evening.

zoijoi在jyunyun遠fongfong方dikdik的taata她cichi此haakhaak刻hoho可ziji知doudou道zeje這dyundyun段cingching情zoijoi在ngongo我samsam心cichi始zungjung終geigei記gwaagwa掛Does she, far away, know right now that this love is always on my mind?

zoijoi在zeje這bunbun半saansaan山naana那tintin天ngongo我ziji知ngongo我ziji知faaifaai快zoengjeung將jiuyiu要bitbit別leilei離mutmut沒syutsyut說waawa話Here on the hillside that day, I knew, I knew we'd soon part, and I said nothing.

mongmong望hoengheung向taata她koekkeuk卻tengteng聽doudou到taata她syutsyut說batbat不jiuyiu要soengseung相joekyeuk約zungjung縱sisi使fanfan分gaakgaak隔soengseung相oioi愛batbat不wuiwui會hoihoi害paapa怕I looked at her and heard her say: we don't need promises to meet; even apart, our love won't be afraid.

jiuyiu遙jiuyiu遙maanmaan萬leilei里samsam心singsing聲jauyau有faufau否pinpin偏caacha差zingjing正sisi是joengyeung讓zeje這oioi愛sisi試ceotcheut出zanjan真jyuyu與gaaga假Ten thousand miles apart, will our hearts drift? That is exactly what will test whether this love is true or false.

jiuyiu遙jyunyun遠dikdik的taata她fongfong彷fatfat彿zeje借fungfung風singsing聲gangan跟ngongo我waawa話jityit熱cingching情joekyeuk若moumou無binbin變naana那gungun管taata它congchong滄songsong桑binbin變faafa化Faraway her, as if speaking to me through the wind: if our passion doesn't change, why care how the years change things?

daandaan但zeje這tintin天sausau收doudou到taata她baaba爸baaba爸dikdik的jatyat一fungfung封seonseun信seonseun信leoileui裡minmin面syutsyut說hyuthyut血ngaamngaam癌jiyi已daaidaai帶zaujau走taata她But today a letter came from her father, saying leukaemia has taken her.

daandaan但gokgok覺dakdak得hunghung空heoiheui虛dikdik的samsam心fongfong彷fatfat彿jiyi已goenggeung僵faafa化gwogwo過heoiheui去sisi事zoengjeung像paaupaau炮daandaan彈samsam心zungjung中baaubaau爆zaaja炸My empty heart feels as if it has turned to stone; the past explodes inside me like a shell.

zoijoi在zeje這bunbun半saansaan山zeje這tintin天ngongo我beibei悲tungtung痛beibei悲tungtung痛batbat不jiyi已zoijoi在wuwu胡lyunlyun亂syutsyut說waawa話Here on the hillside today, in grief, unending grief, I talk without sense.

jeye夜jyuyu雨zungjung中cichi似tengteng聽doudou到taata她syutsyut說batbat不jiuyiu要soengseung相joekyeuk約zungjung縱sisi使fanfan分gaakgaak隔soengseung相oioi愛batbat不wuiwui會hoihoi害paapa怕In the night rain I seem to hear her say: we don't need promises to meet; even apart, our love won't be afraid.

janyan人moumou無mikmik覓cyuchyu處samsam心singsing聲jauyau有faufau否pinpin偏caacha差zingjing正sisi是joengyeung讓zeje這oioi愛sisi試ceotcheut出zanjan真jyuyu與gaaga假She is nowhere to be found; will our hearts drift? That is exactly what will test whether this love is true or false.

jiuyiu遙jyunyun遠dikdik的taata她fongfong彷fatfat彿zeje借fungfung風singsing聲gangan跟ngongo我waawa話jityit熱cingching情joekyeuk若moumou無binbin變naana那gungun管taata它congchong滄songsong桑binbin變faafa化Faraway her, as if speaking to me through the wind: if our passion doesn't change, why care how the years change things?

jiuyiu遙jyunyun遠dikdik的taata她batbat不hoho可jiyi以zoijoi再gwaigwai歸gaaga家ngongo我zoijoi在mungmung夢leoileui裡koekkeuk卻cichi始zungjung終ziji祇jauyau有taata她Faraway her can never come home again, yet in my dreams there is only ever her.

jiuyiu遙jyunyun遠dikdik的taata她hoho可ziji知ngongo我samsam心zungjung中dikdik的syutsyut說waawa話jityit熱cingching情bingbing並moumou無binbin變naana那gungun管taata它congchong滄songsong桑binbin變faafa化Faraway her, do you know what's in my heart? My passion hasn't changed, whatever changes the years bring.

jiuyiu遙jyunyun遠dikdik的taata她batbat不hoho可jiyi以zoijoi再gwaigwai歸gaaga家ngongo我zoijoi在mungmung夢leoileui裡koekkeuk卻cichi始zungjung終ziji祇jauyau有taata她Faraway her can never come home again, yet in my dreams there is only ever her.

jiuyiu遙jyunyun遠dikdik的taata她hoho可ziji知ngongo我samsam心zungjung中dikdik的syutsyut說waawa話jityit熱cingching情bingbing並moumou無binbin變naana那gungun管taata它congchong滄songsong桑binbin變faafa化Faraway her, do you know what's in my heart? My passion hasn't changed, whatever changes the years bring.