Download Nocturne (Ye Qu) 夜曲 - Jay Chou Jie Lun （周杰伦）(w/ translation) free MP3

(Click more for Translation) This is one of Jay Chou's favorite song. The rhythm has a sense of ironic in its tone so youthful and original.（Just compare with Andy lau's lame songs） The lyric is also profound in its meaning Album: November's Chopin 2005 Song Title: Nocturne (夜曲) Composer: Jay Chou (周杰伦) Lyricist: Vinchent Fang (方文山) Singer: Jay Chou (周杰伦) ③ A group of blood-lust ants They are attracted by rotten meats I showed no expressions Watching the lonely scenery Lost you, love and hatred start to become distinct from one another Lost you, what else should I care? The doves no longer represent peace, I'm finally being reminded The birds that you're feeding on the square are condors I'm using beautiful rhymes to describe a love that's being rifled to empty Ah~ the dark clouds start to cover the sky up, the night sky is not clean The echoes of funeral in the park are flying around in the air The white roses I gave you are withering away in the pure black environment The crows on the tree branches are weirdly silent Listen silently to my black coat I want to warm up your memories that are gradually getting cold The life that we've been walking through and walking through Ah~ the mist is surrounding the place, I'm in a spacious graveyard I'll still love when I'm old ① I'm playing Chopin's Nocturne for you In memory of my deadly love Night gale like sounds Heart broken but sounds very good Hands are knocking lightly on the keyboard I carefully thought about you The place where you are buried is called The Nether World ② I'm playing Chopin's Nocturne for you In memory of my deadly love And I hide my surname and bury my name for you Playing the piano under the moonlight Your heartbeats to me Are still so warm and close I miss your crimson lips Those dragonflies without wings Are falling on this forest And my eyes have no slight of empathy Lost you, the tears becomes turbid and unclear Lost you, even my smiles have shadows underneath it The wind is laughing at my sadness on top of a roof full of moss Like a dried well without water I'm using sadly beautiful font To draw that regrettable love Repeat ①, ②, ③ (c) 2005 by Jay Chou. All Right Reserved