Genre: Pop, Singer-songwriter
Original spelling / Aliases: 孫燕姿, 孙燕姿, Sng Ee Tze
Wiki: https://zh.wikipedia.org/wiki/孫燕姿

天黑黑

我的小时候　
吵闹任性的时侯　
我的外婆总会唱歌哄我
夏天的午后　
老老的歌安慰我　
那首歌好像这样唱的
天黑黑　欲落雨　
天黑黑　黑黑

离开小时候　
有了自己的生活　
新鲜的歌　新鲜的念头
任性和冲动　无法控制的时候　
我忘记　还有这样的歌
天黑黑　欲落雨　
天黑黑　黑黑

我爱上让我奋不顾身的一个人　
我以为这就是我所追求的世界
然而横冲直撞被误解被骗　
是否成人的世界背后总有残缺
我走在每天必须面对的分岔路　
我怀念过去单纯美好的小幸福
爱总是让人哭　
让人觉得不满足　
天空很大却看不清楚　
好孤独

我爱上让我奋不顾身的一个人　
我以为这就是我所追求的世界
然而横冲直撞被误解被骗　
是否成人的世界背后总有残缺
我走在每天必须面对的分岔路　
我怀念过去单纯美好的小幸福
爱总是让人哭　
让人觉得不满足　
天空很大却看不清楚　
好孤独

天黑的时候　
我又想起那首歌　
突然期待下起安静的雨
原来外婆的道理早就唱给我听
下起雨　也要勇敢前进
我相信　一切都会平息　
我现在　好想回家去
天黑黑　欲落雨　
天黑黑　黑黑

English #1 – The Sky is Dark

When I was young,
when I was rowdy and wilful,
my grandmother would sing to amuse me.
Afternoons in summer,
her songs would soothe me,
and that lovey song was sung like this:
*the sky is dark, it wants to rain;
the sky is dark, black and black.

Leaving childhood,
I built a life I called my own.
With new songs and new ideas,
And where wilfulness and rowdiness were no longer,
I forgot how there was still that song:
the sky is dark, it wants to rain;
the sky is dark, black and black.

I fell in love with someone who I would give anything for.
And I thought, this must be the world that I was searching for.
Yet, stubborn and in a mess, I was misunderstood and cheated.
And behind this grown-up world, is it always so cracked?
Every day I walk and face diverging roads,
and I miss those small things that were simple and beautiful.
And love always brings tears,
always brings dissatisfaction.
The sky is wide and I am without clarity.
I am lonely.

I fell in love with someone who I would give anything for.
And I thought, this must be the world that I was searching for.
Yet, stubborn and in a mess, I was misunderstood and cheated.
And behind this grown-up world, is it always so cracked?
Every day I walk and face diverging roads,
and I miss those small things that were simple and beautiful.
And love always brings tears,
always brings dissatisfaction.
The sky is wide and I am without clarity.
I am lonely.

And when the sky falls dark,
I recall that song
and now suddenly, I am waiting for silent rain in anticipation.
Ah, but grandma had already sung the lesson to me:
When it rains, march bravely ahead.
And I believe now, that all will become still.
And all I want now is to return home.

The sky is dark, it wants to rain;
the sky is dark, black and black.

Submitted by ahss010