I got a letter from my baby

我收到了寶貝的來(lái)信

Mailman brought it today

是郵遞員今天送來(lái)的

She says she’s so sorry a-that she went away

她說(shuō)很抱歉離開(kāi)了我們

She said daddy don’t a-worry

她說(shuō)父親別擔(dān)心

Because it won’t be long

因?yàn)樗芸炀蜁?huì)回來(lái)

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折起的夜色，沿郵戳細(xì)紋

滑進(jìn)你名字；燈火在窗外

替我守口如瓶——

我把未寄出的吻

貼在郵票背面，

等風(fēng)晾干嘆息。

若你拆信時(shí)剛好落雨，

就讓潮聲替我說(shuō)

“別怕”。

信紙盡頭，

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給奶奶的信 (Letter 2 Grandma) – 艾志恒Asen/付思遙

詞：艾志恒Asen

曲：艾志恒Asen

編曲：付思遙

錄音：艾志恒Asen

混音：艾志恒Asen

母帶：Provoke

（未經(jīng)著作權(quán)人許可，不得翻唱翻錄或使用。）

This ain’t a love song

這不是情歌

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Dear Bronx, I’m still breathin’ through the static,

still wrappin’ trauma in the same plastic.

Highbridge nights, I was countin’ cracks in the pavement,

now the penthouse glass got the same view, but it’s vacant.

I brought the hood with me—every coffin, every corner store,

every fiend that taught me math, every shootin’ star that never soared.

I rap for the babies who ain’t make it to my shows,

for the texts I send Heaven that still bounce, no prose.

I’m the voice of the chalk line, the ambulance hymn,

if I bless this block in gold, maybe pain won’t always win.

Fly a letter to the wind,

fold the night into my name;

moonlit paper, whisper-thin,

carries every unsaid flame.

Cross the roofs, the river bends,

skip the scars the day has skinned;

find the window where you stand,

drop the silence in your hand.

If the ink begins to fade,

let the stars re-write the line;

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信紙未干 月光已上岸

我把心跳折成一只紙船

滑過(guò)你名字的湖面

一圈圈 暈開(kāi)無(wú)聲的夜晚

燈火讀秒 影子拉長(zhǎng)思念

你留在琴鍵上的溫暖

像雪 不落卻化在指尖

我反復(fù)彈 反復(fù)找 反復(fù)失散

如果愛(ài)能隔著寂靜抵達(dá)

這封信 就用沉默作答

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夜色落進(jìn)紙飛機(jī)

折成一句未寄的Luv Letter

你名字在鋼琴上踱步

七秒一次 心跳的拍子

我把月光研成墨

在沉默里寫(xiě)“別哭”

若旋律是唯一的橋

請(qǐng)循著黑鍵的光 回來(lái)

尾聲輕吻你睫毛

像從未離開(kāi)的 擁抱