歌词like like do feeling

歌词like like do feeling

歌名：like you do
You have to cut right through all the Pepsi lies
And hold on tight, it's a stormy ride
To get through to what you do
Like you do, from wheels that never turn
And lessons never learned
Lightning Seeds
Searching for a space where dreams will never burn
Through the twists and turns, it's a funny world
Are you the king of cool with a secret sign
Or the king of fools in a pack of lies
Get through to what you do
Like you do, from keys that never wind
A place without a time
Through the twists and turns, it's a funny world
Get through to what you do
Like you do from wheels that never turn, lessons never learned
Searching for a space where dreams will never burn
Through the twists and turns, it's a funny world
Be everything you are, cherish what is true
Celebrate with those who need to be with you
Through the twists and turns, it's a funny world

这大概不算是首歌，是获得第五届金龙奖的网络动漫短片奖的茗记。 算是自述诗吧，那两句是开头，翻译成英文了而已。 完整的是 do you have a feeling like that? sometimes you always like to recalling. and like to think of the past time and past things. some sight and sounds repeat again and again in your head. and you always fell it past just now. maybe you try to deny it hard. but you can't. it too unforgettable sometime,some people and the just one. they always said that i love beautiful girl than my friends, because i must wait to see her everyday. go to school, leave school, classes over, and exercise time. i spent on her for majority of my life then i thought, may be that it is the platonic love though i know it impossible, i hope her can notice me one day. maybe it is a very small thing, but it becomes all your life sometimes. you cry and you laugh, all due to it. when we have a party, my friends and i always talk about the photograph, how they disguised and coordinated with each other. but it became less and less. and we laughed more and more boring. as you know, one repressed emotion for along time, often to lead to a brave decision. when i finished her portrait for a long time, i decided to send it to her quietly. i only comfort myself that "every tragedy makes heroes of common people" because of they made my photo to pieces, i remembered all the details. the following was remained many times in my head. i can't recognize it was true or false, i only seen a perfect picture in flying petals. although the college entrance exam was over, for our stories, was not finished. maybe all those brought can be left, all those left can not be forgot. the only truth, liked some people said in a song, "if the story is not finished, let it pass. we can't know which is true in the past years. we leave like this, drifted apart."