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
When We Were Teenagers
We didn't speak of love,
In diaries, the word we'd hide.
Love, we didn't discuss,
Just a silent pull, we couldn't resist.
Warmth in the air, a magnetic field,
Summer winds and autumn rains, through our hearts they'd yield.
A sweet sun within our hearts resided,
Smiling, cheeks would glow, joy personified.
As We Turned into Young Adults
Love became our constant chatter,
Lips filled with love, minds with fervent matter.
In our bellies, a brew of love and longing stewed,
One bowl to scatter, one to the moonlight imbued.
When We Matured into Late Youth
We hesitated to discuss love's truth,
Afraid we'd talk it away, losing our youth.
Arms spread wide, casting nets unsure,
Necks bent, watching as the pond did secure.
Fishpond to ocean, wild to roam,
Sunset stretching unease, making the day seem long.
Then Came a Tired Bird, Far and Wide
With sadness in her eyes, she landed inside,
Her wings, rushed growth she confessed with a sigh.
You remembered, you too, once a fish in disguise,
Transformed to a fisherman, to find a love prize.
As Married Youngsters, We Believed
That we were love, a haven conceived,
Built with love, a castle of blocks, naive.
Yet, sooner or later, the structure would collapse,
Caught off guard, in ruins we'd gasp.
Inside the fortress, empty space we'd find,
Just a mirror on the wall, reflecting ancestral bind.
In Our Middle Years, As Youth Faded
Wiping our lover's tears, our own sadness shaded,
Embracing crying children, like our younger selves embraced.
When love we discuss again, warmth reignites,
Gratitude swells, tears freely take flight.
Indeed, this tale of love, not for young ears to hear,
A journey through love's depths, lessons that appear.