🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Half Of A Love Song - 半情歌 - Ban Qing Ge - Nửa khúc tình ca - Yuan Ruo Lan / 元若蓝 / Nguyên Nhược Lan

  接受凋零 风 接受追寻
 心的伤还有一些 不要紧
 我接受你的决定
 
 #  唱什么歌哄他开心
 我想着天空什么时候会放晴
 地球不曾为谁停一停 #
 
 [Chorus]
 你的明天  不是我的
 我们的爱是唱一半的歌
 时间把习惯换了 伤口愈合
 也撤销我再想你的资格
 你的祝福 一半甜的 
 像我手中冷掉的可可
 最最教人残念的总是未完成的
 我只能唱著 一半的歌
 
 Repeat #
 
 你的明天  不是我的
 我们的爱是唱一半的歌
 时间把习惯换了 伤口愈合
 也撤销我再想你的资格
  一半甜的 一半苦的
 像我手中冷掉的可可
 最最教人残念的总是未完成的
 我只能唱著 一半的歌
 
 我的明天  都是我的
 我们的爱是唱一半的歌
 时间把习惯换了 伤口愈合
 也撤销我再想你的资格
 你的祝福  一半苦的
 像我手中冷掉的可可
 最最教人残念的总是未完成的
 另一半的歌
 
 Phiên âm
 
  jie shou diao ling
  jie shou zhui xun
 xin de shang  you yi xie bu yao jing wo
 wo jie shou ni de  ding
 
  jiang hui bei shei bao jing
  she me ke hong ta kai xin
 wo xiang zhe  kong she me shi hou hui fang qing
 di qiu  ceng wei shei ting yi ting
 
 ni de ming tian you duo kuai  bu shi wo de
 wo men de ai shi chang  ban de ge
 shi jian ba  guan huan le
 shang kou yu 
 ye che xiao wo zai xiang ni de  ge
 
  de zhu fu yi ban tian de yi ban ku de
 xiang  shou zhong leng diao de ke ke
  zui jiao ren can nian de zhong shi wei wan cheng de
 wo zhi neng chang zhe yi ban de 
 
 wo de ming tian kuai bu kaui le dou shi wo 
 wo men de  shi chang yi ban de ge
 shi  ba xi guan huan le
 shang kou yu 
 ye che xiao  zai xiang ni de zi ge
 
 ni de zhu fu yi ban tian de yi  ku de
 xiang wo shou zhong leng  de ke ke
 zui zui jiao ren can nian de  shi wei wan cheng de
 ling yi  de ge
 EngTrans
  accepts withering
 Wind  searching
 There  still some alright injuries in the heart
  accept your decision
 
 Who will  you tight
 What song will you sing  make her happy
 I wonder when  sky will turn sunny
 Earth never  for anyone
 
 How happy your  tomorrow has nothing to do with me
 Our love is  song half sung
 Time  the habit
 Heals  wound
 And cancels my qualification to think of 
 
  blessing is half sweet, half bitter
 Like  cold cocoa in my hand
 The most,  regretful is always the unfinished
  song I could only sing half
 
 Whether  happy tomorrow only concerns me
 Our love  a song half sung
 Time  the habit
  the wound
 And cancels my  to think of you
 
 Your blessing is half sweet,  bitter
 Like the cold  in my hand
 The most, most regretful is always  unfinished
 Other half  the song