百子櫃 (Cantonese)-紅館演唱會

"百子櫃（Cantonese） / The Apothecary Cabinet (Cantonese)" - Song by 裴芸PuiWan🐐 Lyrical Creation: 裴芸PuiWan🐐 Musical Arrangement: 裴芸PuiWan🐐 「臨死之前」紅館演唱會-5. ============================= 當愛似蓮子心苦澀入喉 錯過當歸 不願停留 心底深處堆積過往溫柔 每一格都有沉默拯救 癡心已寫滿 白术哀愁 誓言是附帶鐵鏽的針灸 百子櫃裡 講不出口 人參的火燃烧 黃連的苦水 好像在笑 裂開傷口 一片又一片 留不住你給予的觸箭 何苦失戀總要配一碗川芎 舊日的心總會被挖空 百子櫃之中 每一格佈滿裂縫 似是身心分離的鹿茸 何苦傷心總要配上斷腸紅 舊日的癡情 煙雨迷蒙 每一格之中 每一格恍如冷宮 文武火 也化不開 這種凍 當愛人似熟地的心黑透 停在八角 不曾哭夠 藥碗底部滲出虛假永久 每一點都已不再擁有 時間已釀出 茯苓的酒 承諾化做刀鋒狠狠解剖 百子櫃裡 愛已沒有 益母草在呼叫 紅棗的內核 不再心跳 與你相戀 一年又一年 記不起你的蜜語甜言 何苦失戀總要配一碗川芎 舊日的心總會被挖空 百子櫃之中 每一格佈滿裂縫 似是身心分離的鹿茸 何苦傷心總要配上斷腸紅 舊日的癡情 煙雨迷蒙 每一格之中 每一格恍如冷宮 文武火 也化不開 這種凍 每一味中藥 都被煮透 每一分傷感 早已嘗夠 百子櫃裏 遺失的愛 散盡溫柔 長相廝守 何苦失戀感覺比砒霜更濃 舊日的眼淚早已流空 百子櫃之中 每一格似是鳥籠 困在裡面任由感情翻湧 何苦傷心總會比劇痛更痛 續斷的愛戀 癡人說夢 你與我之中 哪一位都在失控 找不到 你的心 不在櫃中 醒後仍然睡眼惺忪 每一種 依然 沉重 ================================== When love is like lotus seed heart, bitter down the throat Missing the moment of dang gui, refusing to stay Deep in my heart piles up the tenderness of the past Every tiny drawer holds silent salvation My devotion is filled with the sorrow of bai zhu Promises become rusty needles of acupuncture Inside the apothecary cabinet So many words I could never speak The fire of ginseng is burning The bitter water of coptis seems to laugh My wounds split open piece by piece I cannot keep the arrows of touch you once gave Why must heartbreak come with a bowl of chuanxiong The old heart always ends up hollowed out Inside the cabinet, every drawer is cracked Like the divided body and spirit of deer antler Why must sorrow be served with red heartbreak herb Old devotion fades into mist and rain Every drawer feels like a lonely palace Even slow and strong fire cannot melt this frozen pain When a lover’s heart turns black like rehmannia Stopping at star anise, tears never enough At the bottom of the medicine bowl leaks a false forever Every drop is something I no longer own Time has brewed wine from poria Promises turn into blades dissecting the soul Inside the apothecary cabinet Love is no longer there Motherwort calls out The core of the red date no longer beats We loved year after year Yet I cannot remember your sweet words anymore Why must heartbreak come with a bowl of chuanxiong The old heart always ends up hollowed out Inside the cabinet, every drawer is cracked Like the divided body and spirit of deer antler Why must sorrow be served with red heartbreak herb Old devotion fades into mist and rain Every drawer feels like a lonely palace Even slow and strong fire cannot melt this frozen pain Every herb has been boiled through Every ounce of sadness already tasted Inside the cabinet The love we lost Scattered away with all tenderness Why does heartbreak taste stronger than arsenic The tears of the past have already run dry Inside the cabinet every drawer feels like a cage Trapping emotions surging inside Why does sorrow always hurt more than pain itself A broken love that only fools still dream of mending Between you and me, someone has lost control Your heart is nowhere inside this cabinet Awake, yet still half asleep Every feeling Still Heavy