Composer: Jay Chou
Lyricist: Vincent Fong
Gen gu chang ye
Shan e jiao jie
Wo zhong yu dong de liu yan lei
Hong huang shi jie
Bai fen zhi qi shi dou shi shui
Zhan lan de
Kuang ye
Zai hai ping mian ke w*** man yue
Yu shi wo zhong yu xue hui gao jie
Mi sai ya bei shi ren wu jie
Bei fen lei
Ai hen
Cong ci di dui
Yuan li feng bao hao jie
Zai di san zhang di si jie
Wo zheng zai gai xie zhe shi jie
Yong guan nian jin xing qin l?e
Wo men zhan ling zheng tiao jie
Fen shua hai yang lan de ji jie
Yi lie
Chao gao su de di tie
Yi lu
Xun lian wo de ting jue
Xiao mie
Na xie
Tai suo sui
Tai yi lei
Oh ~
Rang wen ti jian rui oh ~
Yi shuang
Kuang ben zhong de qiu xie
Yi lu
Qiang zhuang zhe wo de fei
Mian dui
Zhe xie
Tai wei xie
Tai qiang lie
Cong lai bu han lei
Jiu xing lian jie
Pai cheng yi lie
Zai gan dong zhong wo men chan hui
Sheng ming zhen gui
Wo yong na shi si hang shi zan mei
Nian qing de
Yi qie
Wo men zai di ping xian gan xie
Ai ting zhi xiang ling yi bian qing xie
Zhe shou bu qu de guan xian le
Tai qi mei
Zhong yu
Bei ren liao jie
Yuan li feng bao hao jie
Shua hen bu shi kao dui zui
Wo jiu shi chuan shuo zhong de shui
Ni gen wo men hen dui wei
You tong yi gua de gan jue
Qi ta ren wo gen ben bu xie
Yi lie
Chao gao su de di tie
Yi lu
Xun lian wo de ting jue
Xiao mie
Na xie
Tai suo sui
Tai yi lei
Oh ~
Rang wen ti jian rui oh ~
Yi shuang
Kuang ben zhong de qiu xie
Yi lu
Qiang zhuang zhe wo de fei
Mian dui
Zhe xie
Tai wei xie
Tai qiang lie
Cong lai bu han lei
Translated Version:
"Blue Storm"
From long night in ancient times
Good and evil join together
I finally understand how to shed tears
The primitive world
70% of it is water
The azure blue
Wilderness
On the water plane desiring a full moon
Thus I finally learnt how to confess
The Messiah is misunderstood by the people
They are separated into classes
Love and hate
From then became enemies
Move far away from the storm catastrophe
On the 3rd chapter, 4th point
I am right now rewriting this world
Using thoughts to carry out an invasion
We hold the whole street
Painting the ocean blue season
A
Ultra high-speed subway
All along
Training my hearing
Annihilating
Those
That are too trifling
That are too different
That make the problem sharp Oh
A pair of
Athletic shoes in the middle of running
All along strengthening my lungs
Facing
These
That are too threatening
That are too strong
Never yell about being tired
9 stars link up
Lining up in a row
In the middle of being moved we confess
Life is precious
I use that sonnet to praise
Everything
That is young
We are on the horizon being grateful
Love stops and slants to another side
This song's orchestral music
Is too sad but beautiful
At last
It is understood by someone
Move far away from the storm catastrophe
Being cruel does not depend on lip-syncing
I am who in the legend
You and us are very much the same taste
We have the feeling of the same type
Other people are not worth my look at all
A
Ultra high-speed subway
All along
Training my hearing
Annihilating
Those
That are too trifling
That are too different
That make the problem sharp Oh
A pair of
Athletic shoes in the middle of running
All along strengthening my lungs
Facing
These
That are too threatening
That are too strong
Never yell about being tired
Lyricist: Vincent Fong
Gen gu chang ye
Shan e jiao jie
Wo zhong yu dong de liu yan lei
Hong huang shi jie
Bai fen zhi qi shi dou shi shui
Zhan lan de
Kuang ye
Zai hai ping mian ke w*** man yue
Yu shi wo zhong yu xue hui gao jie
Mi sai ya bei shi ren wu jie
Bei fen lei
Ai hen
Cong ci di dui
Yuan li feng bao hao jie
Zai di san zhang di si jie
Wo zheng zai gai xie zhe shi jie
Yong guan nian jin xing qin l?e
Wo men zhan ling zheng tiao jie
Fen shua hai yang lan de ji jie
Yi lie
Chao gao su de di tie
Yi lu
Xun lian wo de ting jue
Xiao mie
Na xie
Tai suo sui
Tai yi lei
Oh ~
Rang wen ti jian rui oh ~
Yi shuang
Kuang ben zhong de qiu xie
Yi lu
Qiang zhuang zhe wo de fei
Mian dui
Zhe xie
Tai wei xie
Tai qiang lie
Cong lai bu han lei
Jiu xing lian jie
Pai cheng yi lie
Zai gan dong zhong wo men chan hui
Sheng ming zhen gui
Wo yong na shi si hang shi zan mei
Nian qing de
Yi qie
Wo men zai di ping xian gan xie
Ai ting zhi xiang ling yi bian qing xie
Zhe shou bu qu de guan xian le
Tai qi mei
Zhong yu
Bei ren liao jie
Yuan li feng bao hao jie
Shua hen bu shi kao dui zui
Wo jiu shi chuan shuo zhong de shui
Ni gen wo men hen dui wei
You tong yi gua de gan jue
Qi ta ren wo gen ben bu xie
Yi lie
Chao gao su de di tie
Yi lu
Xun lian wo de ting jue
Xiao mie
Na xie
Tai suo sui
Tai yi lei
Oh ~
Rang wen ti jian rui oh ~
Yi shuang
Kuang ben zhong de qiu xie
Yi lu
Qiang zhuang zhe wo de fei
Mian dui
Zhe xie
Tai wei xie
Tai qiang lie
Cong lai bu han lei
Translated Version:
"Blue Storm"
From long night in ancient times
Good and evil join together
I finally understand how to shed tears
The primitive world
70% of it is water
The azure blue
Wilderness
On the water plane desiring a full moon
Thus I finally learnt how to confess
The Messiah is misunderstood by the people
They are separated into classes
Love and hate
From then became enemies
Move far away from the storm catastrophe
On the 3rd chapter, 4th point
I am right now rewriting this world
Using thoughts to carry out an invasion
We hold the whole street
Painting the ocean blue season
A
Ultra high-speed subway
All along
Training my hearing
Annihilating
Those
That are too trifling
That are too different
That make the problem sharp Oh
A pair of
Athletic shoes in the middle of running
All along strengthening my lungs
Facing
These
That are too threatening
That are too strong
Never yell about being tired
9 stars link up
Lining up in a row
In the middle of being moved we confess
Life is precious
I use that sonnet to praise
Everything
That is young
We are on the horizon being grateful
Love stops and slants to another side
This song's orchestral music
Is too sad but beautiful
At last
It is understood by someone
Move far away from the storm catastrophe
Being cruel does not depend on lip-syncing
I am who in the legend
You and us are very much the same taste
We have the feeling of the same type
Other people are not worth my look at all
A
Ultra high-speed subway
All along
Training my hearing
Annihilating
Those
That are too trifling
That are too different
That make the problem sharp Oh
A pair of
Athletic shoes in the middle of running
All along strengthening my lungs
Facing
These
That are too threatening
That are too strong
Never yell about being tired