Artist: Eason Chan (陳奕迅, Chan Yick-shun)
Song: 不來也不去 (Bat1 Loi3 Ya3 Bat1 Heoi3) •Album: H3M

不来也不去

扬帆时 人潮没有你
我是我 和途人一起
停顿时 在你笑开的眼眉
望穿秋水之美
回程时 浪淘尽了你
任背影 长睡着不起
留下我 在粪土当中翻检背囊
直到拾回自己

掌心因此多出一根刺
没有刺痛便懒知
就当共你 有旧情没有往事

如烟 因给你递过火
如火 却也没熔掉我
回望最初 当丧失是得着可不可
可痛若骊歌 乐如儿歌
像你没来过 没去过

谁同行 仍同样结尾
血液里 才遗传悲喜
谁亦难 避过这一身客尘
但刚巧出于你
垂头前 没缘分丧气
睡到醒 才站立得起
盲目过 便看到天机反覆往来
又再做回自己

即使一生多出一根刺
没有刺痛别要知
就当共你 有剧情没有故事

如烟 因给你递过火
如火 却也没熔掉我
回望最初 当丧失是得着可不可
可痛若骊歌 乐如儿歌
像你没来过 没去过

如花 超生了没有果
如果 过路能重踏过
就当最初 是碎步湖上可不可
不种下什么 摘来什么
像我没来过 没去过

Passing by (Never been here, never left here)

The ship was sailing, there was a crowd. There was no you.
I myself, was just like anyone there, passing by.
Stopping there, I saw the beauty in you, your smile, your eye.
When returning, you were already gone with the wave.
I was there lying, not able to stand again.
I was left in the dirt, with my baggage.
Until one day I found myself again.

A splinter is in my palm since then.
Not realising it, when it doesn’t hurt.
Like we were in love, but nothing happened.

Just like smoke, it was there because you lit it up.
Just like fire, still I wasn’t melt because of it.
Looking back, maybe just think of the lost as a gain?
It can hurt, like a farewell song. It can also bring joy, like a children song.
Like you had never been here, never left here.

It would also end like this, even if I was with anyone else.
Happiness and sadness is in our blood, inherited.
No one can escape.
It just happens to be you.
Depressed, but by chance, didn’t die.
Slept enough, finally standing again.
Losing my sight, seeing opportunities again,
getting myself back again.

Even if there is one more splinter.
Don’t think about it, it won’t hurt.
Like we had a script, not a story.

Just like smoke, it was there because you lit it up.
Just like fire, still I wasn’t melt because of it.
Looking back, maybe just think of the lost as a gain?
It can hurt, like a farewell song. It can also bring joy, like a children song.
Like you didn’t come here. I didn’t go anywhere.

Like flower, no longer have its fruit in the afterlife.
If our past can be relived,
just treat like we were walking on water,
not leaving a trail, not taking anything.
Like I had never gone anywhere, left anywhere.

Submitted by fung