LET'S GO

夜半微風格外寧靜，沒有以往那樣冷酷無情。
這晚明月異常皎潔，卻披著幾分鬱鬱不樂。

你曾使我快樂(快樂如分秒)，也曾令我痛苦(痛苦若歳月)，
世界啊，為何這樣把我玩弄?
曾經為我喝采(喝采只記憶)，卻又對我譏諷(譏諷乃瘡疤)，
哪裏能讓我找寬慰?

我只求在每荒地散發芬芳，盼望在屬我的天地裏自由歌唱。
在茫茫人海你會否聽到我的歌?
在悠悠歳月你是否只顧追求雲煙?

在這裏還有值得依戀的嗎?
我還有甚麼虧欠著你的嗎?

每當我塗上童話一般的胭脂，你反會把我看作真摯。
若是我畫上傳神的眉，你便被吸引，如痴如醉。
啊!  我無名的存在被塵世歡呼遺忘，
你會否珍惜，同情，惋惜，可憐我卑微無價值的命?

當我披上彩衣，如花似玉，你即目瞪口呆。
若是我掛上歡顏，載歌載舞，你便心花怒放。
啊!  這裝扮，隨紅塵流逝的我，竟是你夢寐以求的戲。
你可留意?

也許
你曾追求珍奇，羨慕高貴，迷醉於盛開的花。
我似是一棵在沙漠裏的仙人掌，偶爾開着一現的曇花。
我曾把黑暗角落照耀明亮，我曾為不幸周遭唱同情的哀歌，
若是你嫌惡帶荊棘的只欣賞片面花容，我一生所有遺憾哀歌都為你而唱。

唱我這命運，對你歡笑，背你落淚，你可在乎嗎?
你那微微顫抖著的心被打動嗎?

A gentle breeze accentuates tonight’s calmness;
The moon shines bright, melancholically, reminding me of
Evanescent happiness as well as lasting pain,
Faint memories of cheers but deep wounds from insults
That I’ve received: where can I find solace for all these?
I only wish that my fragrance will spread to unseen corners where I could sing freely.
Will my song ever reach you amidst this vast world, or would it
Linger but an instant before vanishing into thin air—if so,

Should I pity myself, and pretend there’s more I could do for you?
Would you see, hear me, if I don’t:
Paint my face—the way you like it—to beguile you with false sincerity, or
Shape my eyebrows—the way you like it—to entice you, or
Put on elaborate costumes—the way you like it—to keep you interested, or
Feign happiness—the way you like it—and put on a show to entertain you?
What do you see in me that would make you cheer, celebrate, and come to me time and again?
I don’t suppose it’s my nameless, worthless, ephemeral existence, which you fail to cherish or pity,
Is it?

Perhaps you’re used to pomp and circumstance, spellbound by the extravagance of a full bloom.
I, on the other hand, am spiny, like a cactus that decorates only the desert—
Only occasionally would I bloom, ever so briefly.
But in my world I’ve found dark corners to illuminate;
I’ve lamented the misfortunes of countless souls.
If, however, glamour is all you want to see—if you have little care for what I truly do—
Then you shall be my deepest regret, my biggest lament.
Such is my elegy: I fake smiles; I hide tears.
Do you care? Does it make you tremble, ever so slightly,
At all?

Music and text (loosely translated by) Gersh Nobu Tse, Opus 18
Performed by St. Paul's Co-educational College Treble Choir 2019
Conducted by Anne Chu
Accompanied by Calix Deng

LET'S GO

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