歌手:幻想邦尼
专辑:《BRO KEN （专辑“坏了”英文版）》

作词 : 幻想邦尼
作曲 : 幻想邦尼
编曲 : 幻想邦尼
From the cradle, we're schooled in dualities,
Taught to decipher, to draw dividing lines,
Separate up from down, big from small, more or less quantify,
Right from wrong, good from bad, victory or defeat define.
To "see" the world clear, its codes we must comply,
Rules unspoken yet binding, for survival we rely.
From kindergartens to colleges, then society's stage,
We dive into life's binary play, engage and engage.
But middle age arrives with blows and despair,
Leaves us bowed, in confusion we stare,
Questioning the path that led us here,
Hearts sincere, seeking answers unclear.
Then Buddhism whispers, teaches non-attachment's way,
Reveals the nature of relativity, invites us to unclench and sway.
Let go of judgments, the scales of more or less, high and low,
Good and evil, triumphs and failures, let them all go.
All is impermanent, in emptiness we find peace,
Shedding dualities, the mind's illusions release.
Why learn only to unlearn, the irony bittersweet,
Life's a paradox, a theater where roles we meet.
The grand play of existence, oh how absurd it seems,
When wisdom dawns, yesterday's masquerade it redeems.
We realize, in this game of duals we're trapped,
A cosmic jest, life's a riddle, neatly wrapped.
If only we knew, would we have played the same?
This farcical journey, a game that bears no name.
Ah, the comedy of life, a labyrinth of truth and lies,
In the end, we discern, it's all a grand disguise.
A lesson learned, though late, still worth the knowing,
In this absurd drama, the awakening is the showing.
Ah, the comedy of life, a labyrinth of truth and lies,
In the end, we discern, it's all a grand
disguise.
A lesson learned, though late, still worth the
knowing,
In this absurd drama, the awakening is the
showing.
Ah, the comedy of life, a labyrinth of truth and lies,
In the end, we discern, it's all a grand disguise.
A lesson learned, though late, still worth the
knowing,
In this absurd drama, the awakening is the
showing.
But middle age arrives with blows and despair,
Leaves us bowed, in confusion we stare,
Questioning the path that led us here,
Hearts sincere, seeking answers unclear.
But middle age arrives with blows and despair,
Leaves us bowed, in confusion we stare,
Questioning the path that led us here,
Hearts sincere, seeking answers unclear.