Lyrics: Zohra
Music: Zohra
Arranger: Zohra
书桌角落的老台灯蒙了灰，
Your handwriting on the label, "Our song" in faded red,
灯绳磨出毛边还守着旧机位，
We used to huddle by the player, volume turned down low,
你当年画的星星贴在灯罩内，
The melody wrapped 'round us, like the warmth of summer glo,
暖光漫过作业本晕开字里的醉，
Needle skips the same old line, just like we did back then,
夜漫过窗沿爬上泛黄的页，
I close my eyes and count the beats, where do the memories end?
我拨着灯绳开了又关没说的谢，
Those unspoken words we shared, still linger in the air,
那些一起熬的夜像灯影里的蝶，
After all these years, they’re still soft and rare，
停到现在还闪着软的，
Chorus,
时光是盏没熄的老台灯，
Time’s an old vinyl spinning slow, looping all the sweetest scenes，
把我们的梦照进青涩的晨昏，
Our laughs are stuck in every note, in the cracks between the seams,
我后来换过好多盏亮的灯，
I’ve played a thousand songs since then, in crowded rooms and quiet nights，
再也没遇见像你那样陪我到夜深的真，
Never found a tune that feels, like the way you held me tight,
时光是束没凉的暖光痕，
Time’s an old vinyl, never fades, keeping all the light we shared，
把细碎的盼藏进纸页的皱纹，
The way you smiled, the way you sighed, in every whispered chord,
你是否也记得那个深夜，
Do you still hum that melody, when the night gets cold and long?
灯影晃着我们凑着头把难题慢慢啃，
The one we danced to barefoot, till the dawn sang along,
窗台的绿萝还缠着旧线绳，
Verse 2,
你总把热牛奶放在灯影正中，
Mug stains on the coffee table, where we used to sit for hours,
我打盹时你轻拨灯绳调暗几分，
You’d hum the chorus softly, while I traced your finger’s powers，
光斑落在草稿纸圈住未写完的问，
Rain tapped on the window pane, as the record spun around,
风摇着窗帘晃了旧的温，
We didn’t need to say a word, the music said it all aloud。