[00:00.000] 作词 : LI ZHI YONG
[00:00.323] 作曲 : LI ZHI YONG
[00:00.646]I won’t sign up for a quiet fade,
[00:16.740]No polite mask, no borrowed shade.
[00:20.300]I’ve seen the trap of the golden cage,
[00:22.999]How crowns can rot and numb the rage.
[00:25.882]I was born with too loud a fire,
[00:28.711]To trade it in for small desires.
[00:31.835]If I fall where I fell before,
[00:34.614]Then I’ll rise higher than I soared.
[00:37.877]
[00:38.520]I don’t want peace that’s built on lies,
[00:41.082]Or fame that eats me from inside.
[00:44.258]I want the pulse, the burning run —
[00:47.116]The road that points me to the sun.
[00:49.606]
[00:52.328]I don’t care if I crash in the ocean,
[00:54.648]Long as I flew like a bullet of light.
[00:57.903]I don’t care if the sky never knows me,
[01:00.672]Long as I fought with the teeth of the night.
[01:03.871]This life won’t be neat, won’t be painless — no.
[01:07.168]I want the beautiful arc I begun.
[01:10.268]Not to conquer — just to stay shameless,
[01:12.919]Rising, falling, but aimed at the sun.
[01:15.358]
[01:30.495]I’ve watched dreamers sell their blood
[01:33.652]For plastic thrones and shallow love.
[01:36.536]Not my script — I’ll tear that page,
[01:39.664]Feed it to the engine of my rage.
[01:43.094]Give me storms, I’ll cut right through,
[01:45.816]A wounded wing can still stay true.
[01:48.869]From the dirt where I first broke,
[01:51.946]I’ll build a ladder out of smoke.
[01:53.896]
[01:55.462]I don’t want quiet, numb survival,
[01:58.144]I want spirit, not a title.
[02:00.695]Let the safe ones say I’m done —
[02:03.571]I’ll still be running to the sun.
[02:06.109]
[02:08.612]I don’t care if I crash in the ocean,
[02:10.908]Long as I flew like a bullet of light.
[02:14.130]I don’t care if the sky never knows me,
[02:16.830]Long as I fought with the teeth of the night.
[02:20.197]This life won’t be neat, won’t be painless — no.
[02:23.236]I want the beautiful arc I begun.
[02:26.012]Not to conquer — just to stay shameless,
[02:27.922]Rising, falling, but aimed at the sun.
[02:31.804]
[02:33.843]Let the waves come, let ’em roar,
[02:36.785]I’ve burned my doubts on the shore.
[02:39.972]Glory’s cheap — I want truth,
[02:42.317]Raw and loud like reckless youth.
[02:45.572]If I go down, let it be
[02:48.986]With the fire still in me.
[02:55.552]
[02:58.243]I don’t care if I crash in the ocean,
[03:00.498]Long as I tasted the blaze as I’d run.
[03:03.575]Write my name in the smoke of devotion —
[03:06.443]Say: “They were stubborn, they aimed at the sun.”
[03:09.802]This life won’t be neat, won’t be painless — no.
[03:13.017]I want the beautiful arc I begun.
[03:16.360]Not to conquer — just to stay shameless,
[03:18.543]Rising, falling — still aimed at the sun.

作词 : LI ZHI YONG
作曲 : LI ZHI YONG
I won’t sign up for a quiet fade,
No polite mask, no borrowed shade.
I’ve seen the trap of the golden cage,
How crowns can rot and numb the rage.
I was born with too loud a fire,
To trade it in for small desires.
If I fall where I fell before,
Then I’ll rise higher than I soared.
I don’t want peace that’s built on lies,
Or fame that eats me from inside.
I want the pulse, the burning run —
The road that points me to the sun.
I don’t care if I crash in the ocean,
Long as I flew like a bullet of light.
I don’t care if the sky never knows me,
Long as I fought with the teeth of the night.
This life won’t be neat, won’t be painless — no.
I want the beautiful arc I begun.
Not to conquer — just to stay shameless,
Rising, falling, but aimed at the sun.
I’ve watched dreamers sell their blood
For plastic thrones and shallow love.
Not my script — I’ll tear that page,
Feed it to the engine of my rage.
Give me storms, I’ll cut right through,
A wounded wing can still stay true.
From the dirt where I first broke,
I’ll build a ladder out of smoke.
I don’t want quiet, numb survival,
I want spirit, not a title.
Let the safe ones say I’m done —
I’ll still be running to the sun.
I don’t care if I crash in the ocean,
Long as I flew like a bullet of light.
I don’t care if the sky never knows me,
Long as I fought with the teeth of the night.
This life won’t be neat, won’t be painless — no.
I want the beautiful arc I begun.
Not to conquer — just to stay shameless,
Rising, falling, but aimed at the sun.
Let the waves come, let ’em roar,
I’ve burned my doubts on the shore.
Glory’s cheap — I want truth,
Raw and loud like reckless youth.
If I go down, let it be
With the fire still in me.
I don’t care if I crash in the ocean,
Long as I tasted the blaze as I’d run.
Write my name in the smoke of devotion —
Say: “They were stubborn, they aimed at the sun.”
This life won’t be neat, won’t be painless — no.
I want the beautiful arc I begun.
Not to conquer — just to stay shameless,
Rising, falling — still aimed at the sun.