Lonely Triad Society
Translation/pinyin/lyrics by Ho@multistars.com
Lonely Triad Society
Composer: Mayday’s Ashin Chan (五月天阿信) (五月天阿信)Lyricist: Mayday’s Ashin Chan (五月天阿信) (五月天阿信)
I
Come from the most lonely San Chong
Rising in power and position in Lin Sen's neon
Carried by the current in Taipei's night sky
Thinking of the hills in my childhood
Who
Took me to the lonely triad society?
Acting as the puzzling triad
I was clearly waiting for love
However I let my arm become crawling with dragons
Before weeping
After the sunset
What is man?
Forever carried by the current
I'm not weak
I'm not without dreams
It's not that I've never thought about turning back
Turning back is also wrong
Going forward is also wrong
That's why using strength is wrong
The body can heal
Yet the soul only
Becomes more mad and more crazy
Who can take me to relief?
Or make me free?
Perhaps get away from the lonely triad society
I remember when I was in the classroom
The dragon that was drawn on my bag that year
The enclosure of the school standing tall
Hinting at my pain of being eliminated
Before regret
After being numbered
What is wrong?
I don't admit I am wrong
I
Come from the most lonely San Chong
Rising in power and position in Lin Sen's neon
Carried by the current in Taipei's night sky
Thinking of the hills in my childhood
Come from the most lonely San Chong
Rising in power and position in Lin Sen's neon
Carried by the current in Taipei's night sky
Thinking of the hills in my childhood
Who
Took me to the lonely triad society?
Acting as the puzzling triad
I was clearly waiting for love
However I let my arm become crawling with dragons
Before weeping
After the sunset
What is man?
Forever carried by the current
I'm not weak
I'm not without dreams
It's not that I've never thought about turning back
Turning back is also wrong
Going forward is also wrong
That's why using strength is wrong
The body can heal
Yet the soul only
Becomes more mad and more crazy
Who can take me to relief?
Or make me free?
Perhaps get away from the lonely triad society
I remember when I was in the classroom
The dragon that was drawn on my bag that year
The enclosure of the school standing tall
Hinting at my pain of being eliminated
Before regret
After being numbered
What is wrong?
I don't admit I am wrong
I
Come from the most lonely San Chong
Rising in power and position in Lin Sen's neon
Carried by the current in Taipei's night sky
Thinking of the hills in my childhood

