08 - 木紋

[irishblue]

木紋

曲︰張繼聰
詞︰黃偉文
唱︰何韻詩

如果 一手鋸開枯樹 木不會發現痛
不過 日日澆水的我 覺得被挖空
如果 必須結束關係 難扮成從未栽種
讓我 數著年輪 這些年輪 我的心會痛 wo~

畢竟那段如沐春風
早刻進百年長的信
在信中 圈圈緊扣 情感多深厚
前因 非因 錯種

分開簡單 抹去往事極難
幾多溫馨 燭光晚餐
難以用 斧頭一劈 叫畫面飛散
伴侶沒了 記憶會為患
倚星細語 抱月夜談
歷歷在目 錄下年鑑
來年樹倒 身影孤 煙花散
年輪未可推翻 化不~淡
（情長未可推翻 化不~淡 ）


緣慳 但是人非草木 並不會太易慣
刻個 木造的心給我 痛苦未會減
情願 舊事連根一拔 忘滅如燃盡的炭
但我 數著年輪 幾圈年輪 已經濕了眼 wo~

分手與又平復之間
少不過百年零一晚
就怕翻風的一晚 回首貪一眼
回憶急速擴散


就怕新婚的一晚 臨終貪一眼
徒添幾分慨嘆

source: hocc's blog

[onebzbee]

if a withered tree was sawed, it will not feel a thing
but it tears apart the one who natured it
even as the relationship has come to an end, i cannot pretend that love was never sowed
as i traced these rings of ages, these traces, my heart aches

the blissful days we shared
engraved endless love letters within the rings of the aged tree
these rings of love, they intertwined like the depth of our feelings
all of these was not a mistake

it's easy to say goodbye, but not when it comes to forgetting the past
the warmth and dinners by the candlelight
reminiscence that can't be fragmented like an axed tree
love is gone. the memories haunts.
whispers under the starry skies, little talks in quiet nights
as if they were never gone, diaried in the age of the tree trunk
come another year, the tree has fallen, I'm left alone, in the aftermath of love's flame
yet the traces cannot be denied, doesn't fade away with time
(devotion that cannot be shaken, doesn't fade away with time)

fate is harsh, it's so hard for feeling humans to bear
the scupture of a wooden heart wouldn't ease the pain of what's lost
if only memories could be uprooted, burnt in a smother leaving only ashes
as i counted the traces, a ring or two are enough to bring me to tears

between heart-break and finding peace
is a journey beyond 101 long nights
chilly nights make me vulnerable, for remembering the bits and pieces
could break down the dam of fond memories

on the/my wedding day, when i recall the bits and pieces
i fear, will leave me in nostalgia

[mungchacha]

Thanks to bee for kindly offering your contribution to the thread. Posting my input with a different approach and thanks to LittleFish; for her valuable input.

Wood Grain

If a rotting tree was skillfully sawed, the wood wouldnt feel the pain
but I, watering it everyday will feel hollow
If a relationship has to end, hard to pretend it's ever sowed
Allow me to count the growth ring, these rings My heart will pain

Afterall, that passage of idyllic times
already etched to a century old letter
In the letter, rings interlocked, feelings so deep
A predestined fate that wasnt to be, wrongly sowed

Parting ways is easy Erasing the past is very hard
Many intimate candle lit dinners
A swing of the axe could hardly disperse the images
Lover has gone Memories create disasters
Whispering upon the stars Chatting under the moonlight
These vivid images flash like a chronology

The coming years when the tree fell, alone and the fireworks dissipated
The growth rings cannot be quashed, fade away
(A lasting love cannot be quashed, fade away)

A barren fate Still man isnt emotionless and acclimating isnt easy
Sculpt a wooden heart for me The pain will not lessen
Would rather uproot the past, obliterate it like dying embers
Yet I, counting the growth rings A few growth rings, my eyes teared wo~

In between splitting and healing again
took nothing less a than hundred years and one night
Fearing a howling night A covet glance to the past
Memories spread rapidly


Fearing a newly-wed night A covet glance before THE END
Add nothing but melancholy

[onebzbee]

no probz http://www.denisehocc.com/forum/images/icons/icon12.gif i like this piece a lot, so decided to give it a try.