怪美的
蔡依林 垂涎的邪惡 陪我長大 在軟爛中生長 社會營養 過去坑疤的 讓我站穩了 那些神醜的 評誰亂正的 喔 我都笑哭了 這什麼標準 急著決定適者生存 愛我 恨我 非我 有一些外在我 來自內在我 聽誰說 錯的 對的 說美的 醜的 若問我 我看 我說 我怪美的 看不見我的美 是你瞎了眼 稱讚的嘴臉 卻轉身吐口水 審美的世界 誰有膽說那麼絕對 真我 假我 自我 看今天這個我 想要哪個我 聽誰說 錯的 對的 說美的 醜的 若問我 我看 我說 我怪美的 看不見我的美 是你瞎了眼 稱讚的嘴臉 卻轉身吐口水 審美的世界 誰有膽說那麼絕對 真我 假我 自我 看今天這個我 想要哪個我 聽誰說 錯的 對的 說美的 醜的 若問我 我看 我說 我怪美的 誰來推我一把On to the next one 一路背著太多道德活著令人會喘 任誰去傷去想去講不相關就別管 太婉轉的相處 靈魂拉扯左右為難 正負能量全都吃掉 美的醜的自有他存在的必要 愛恨隨你各自喜好 拒絕你的偽善擁抱 想要活得顯耀 回應心中惡之必要 誰說 錯的 對的 說美的 醜的 若問我 我說我呢 怪美的 Ugly Beauty 蔡依林 (Cài Yīlín aka Jolin Tsai) I have grown up in the hell Of what you call society My past scars made me tough Who’s drawing the line between beautiful and ugly Oh, I laugh and cry at the same time Who has the right to judge whether or not one is cool Love myself, hate myself, deny myself My outside comes from my inside Who says what’s wrong and what isn’t Who’s beautiful and who’s ugly If you ask me, I’d call myself An ugly beauty If you do not see my beauty it is because you’re blind You praise my face, you mock me behind my back Who has the right to set absolute aesthetic standards My true self, my false self, my self as I look today Which me do you want Who says what’s wrong and what isn’t Who’s beautiful and who’s ugly If you ask me, I’d call myself A weird beauty If you do not see my beauty it is because you’re blind You praise my face, you mock me behind my back Who has the right to set absolute aesthetic standards My true self, my false self, my self as I look today Which me do you want Who says what’s wrong and what isn’t Who’s beautiful and who’s ugly If you ask me, I’d call myself An ugly beauty Who will push me on to new heights Too many moral burdens can take one’s breath off Say what you want, you won’t hurt me Too much politeness may induce insecurity I fill myself with both dark and bright energy Both beauty and ugliness are a human matter No matter if you love me or hate me I don’t need your hypocrite’s embrace A worthy life contemplates both yīn and yáng Who says what’s wrong and what isn’t Who’s beautiful and who’s ugly If you ask me, I’d call myself A weird beauty |
(Free translation by Nobody’s Perfect)
