🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Wu Niang (Dancing Diva) - Jolin Tsai (Thái Y Lâm)

 月光　放肆在染色的窗邊
 塵煙　魔幻所有視覺
 再一杯　那古老神秘恆河水
 我鑲在額頭的貓眼　揭開了慶典　　
 
 為愛囚禁　數千年的關節
 正訴說　遺忘的愛戀
 聽所有喜悲　繫在我的腰間
 讓那些畫面再出現　再回到從前
 
 旋轉　跳躍　我閉著眼
 塵囂看不見　你沈醉了沒
 白雪　夏夜　我不停歇
 模糊了年歲　時光的沙漏被我踩碎（舞孃的喜悲沒人看見）
 
 故事　刻畫在旋轉的指尖
 是誰　在痴痴的追隨
 這一夜　那破舊皇宮的台階
 我忘情掉落的汗水　點亮了慶典
 
 一層一層把我　緊緊包圍
 我要讓世界　忘了睡
 你的心事倒影在　我的眉間
 放棄的快樂都實現　難過都摧毀
 
 旋轉　跳躍　我閉著眼
 塵囂看不見　你沈醉了沒
 白雪　夏夜　我不停歇
 模糊了年歲　時光的沙漏被我踩碎（舞孃的喜悲沒人看見）
 
 時光的沙漏被我踩碎
 舞孃的喜悲沒人看見
 
 旋轉　旋轉　旋轉
 旋轉　旋轉　旋轉
 
 所有喜悲　寫在我的眼睛
 讓那些畫面再出現　回到從前
 
 旋轉　跳躍　我閉著眼
 塵囂看不見　你沈醉了沒
 白雪　夏夜　我不停歇
 模糊了年歲　時光的沙漏被我踩碎（舞孃的喜悲沒人看見）
 
 旋轉　跳躍　我閉著眼
 塵囂看不見　你沈醉了沒
 白雪　夏夜　我不停歇
 模糊了年歲　時光的沙漏被我踩碎（舞孃的喜悲沒人看見）
 
 Phiên âm
 
 Yue guang fang shi  ran she de chuang bian
  yan mo huan suo you shi jue
 Zai yi bei na  lao shen mi heng he shui
 Wo xiang zai e tou de mao yan jie kai le qing 
 
 Wei  kun jin shu qian nian de guan jian
 Zhen shu shuo yu  de ai lian
 Ting  you xi bei xi zai wo de yao jian
 Rang na xie hua mian zai chu xian zai hui  chong qian
 
 Xuan zhuan tiao yue wo bi zhe 
 Cheng xiao kan bu  ni cheng zui le mei
 Bai  xia yue wo bu ting xie
 Mo hu le nian shui shi guang de  lou bei wo cai shui
 
 Gu shi  hua zai xuan zhuan de zhi jian
 Shi  zai chi chi de geng sui
 Zhe  ye na po jiu huang gong de tai jie
 Wo wang qing  luo de han shui dian liang le qing dian
 
 Yi cheng  cheng ba wo jing jing bao wei
 Wo yao  shi jie wang le shui
 Ni de xing  dao ying zai wo de mei jian
 Fang qi de kuai  dou shi xian nan guo dou chui hui
 
 Xuan zhuan tiao yue  bi zhe yan
 Cheng xiao kan bu jian ni cheng zui le 
 Bai xue xia yue wo bu ting 
 Mo hu le nian shui shi  niang de xi bei mei ren kan jian
 
 Shi guang de sha  bei wo cai shui
 Wu niang de xi bei mei  kan jian
 
  you de xi bei xie zai wo de yan qian
 Rang na xie hua mian zai chu xian hui dao chong 
 
 Xuan zhuan tiao yue  bi zhe yan
 Cheng xiao kan bu jian ni cheng zui  mei
 Bai xue xia yue wo bu ting 
 Mo hu le nian shui  guang de sha lou bei wo cai shui
 
 Xuan zhuan tiao yue  bi zhe yan
 Cheng  kan bu jian ni cheng zui le mei
 Bai xue xia  wo bu ting xie
 Mo hu le nian shui wu niang  xi bei mei ren kan jian
 
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 Moonlight  [dancing] on the dyed edge of the window
 The  magically illustrate every visual sense
 [Give me] One more  of that ancient mysterious Ganges water.
 The cat’s eyes that I hemmed on my  uncovered the festival
 
  joints that have been imprisoned for thousands of years due to the cause of love
 It is telling the  stories that have been forgotten
 Listen to all the happiness and sadness. They are  tied to my waist.
 Let  pictures appear again; let us go back into the past again.
 
 Spinning; jumping; I close my 
 I won’t see the  are you immerged in the [past] yet?
 White snow; Summer  I won’t stop and rest.
 Blurring the years  ages, the sandglass of time has been scrunched to pieces by me.
 
 Stories have been depicted into the spinning  tips.
 Who is it? Who is following me 
 This night, on the steps leading  that old and shabby palace,
  let myself go and drop my swets.
 Those sweats  up the festival.
 The sweats encloses me tightly  after another.
 I am  to let this world forget to sleep.
  worries reflected in between my eyebrows.
 The happiness that you have  up has all come true and all of your sadness has been destroyed.
 
 Spinning; jumping; I close my 
 I won’t see the uproars, are you immerged in the  yet?
 White snow; Summer nights;  won’t stop and rest.
 Blurring the years and ages, the sandglass of time  been scrunched to pieces by me.
 
 The sandglass of time has  scrunched to pieces by me
 No one  seen the happiness and sadness of a dancing diva.
 
 Spinning; Spinning; 
  Spinning; Spinning
 
 Every  and sadness is all written in my eyes.
 Let those pictures appear again; let us go  into the past again.
 
  to the past.
 
  jumping; I close my eyes
 I won’t see the  are you immerged in the [past] yet?
 White snow; Summer nights;  won’t stop and rest.
 Blurring the years and  the sandglass of time has been scrunched to pieces by me.
 Spinning; jumping;  close my eyes
 I won’t see the uproars,  you immerged in the [past] yet?
 White  Summer nights; I won’t stop and rest.
 Blurring the years and ages, no one has seen the happiness and sadness of  dancing diva.