🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: 車叨位去 / Huei Cha Do Wei Ki / Xe lửa chạy đi đâu - Jay Chou

 ----Tiếng Mân 
 听 我  蝉躲在树枝
 七月天闹热ㄟ唱戏 (ㄒ一ㄌㄚㄙㄡㄈㄚㄇ一)
  风景这呢水 火车叨位去
 拿纸笔写 歌思念你 
 
 *但是连咪都ㄟ过去
 车过山洞变成, 暗瞑
 按怎你走那个当时
 
 没留半张批纸加字
 过去像溪边ㄟ田蝇
 拢是逗阵飞ㄟ日子
 
 这时我像离水ㄟ鱼
 放抹记剩最后一口气
 放抹记过去你迷人ㄟ气质
 拢是笑容酸甘呀甜
 
 返去故事到这为止
 你那ㄟ全然拢没讯息
 我亲像一只蜂找没蜜
 将过去一张一张ㄟ撕
 
 这日历马撕到何时才有你ㄟ字
 你那全然拢没讯息
 像往南ㄟ燕子断翅
 
 不曾搁返来巢看厝边
 为啥咪铁支路直直
 
 火车叨位去
 Repat*
 
 ----Tiếng phổ 
 
 听我说  蝉躲在树上
  热闹的唱戏 76543
 听我说 风景这么美 
  写歌思念你 76543
 
 车经过隧道变成夜晚
 但是一下子就过去
 为何离开的时候
 没有留下半张信纸和字
 
 过去（像溪边的蜻蜓）
 都是（一起飞翔的日子）
 这时（我像离开水的鱼）
 放下去（剩最后一口气）
 放下去（你迷人的气质）
 都是（甜美的笑容）
 回去（故事到这里为止）
 
 你为何完全都没消息
 我就像一只蜂找不到蜂蜜
 将过去一张一张的撕
 这日历要撕到何时 才有你的字
 
 你为何完全都没消息
 像往南飞的燕子断了翅
 不曾回来探望邻居
 想什么 铁轨的路很直
 
 ----Phiên  (Mân Nam)----
 
 tnia goar gong, zeng ka  bni sen vi zai chiu gi
 chid goeh tni, lau red chniu  (te la so fa mi)
 tnia goar gong, hong ging zei hei zui,  chia deo wi ky
 theh  bid, sia gua sy liam ly, (te la so fa mi)
 
 * chia geu svoaf  ben cviaa, am me,
  si len mi do he geu ky,
 an znua ly zau hiaf ee  si
 
 veo lau  dniu poei zua, ga ri
 geu ky chniu  bni he tsan sin
  si dau zun beu he rid ji
 
 jid si goar chniu li  hy
 bang voei gi, tsun  au yid kau ki
 
 bang voei gi, geu ky, ly vei  he ki jid
 long si chio yong  gam ya dni
 
 tngr ky go su gau zai wi 
 ly na he zuan  long veo siau sid
 
 goar chin chniu jid jia feng  but bit
 cioxng geu  jid dniu jid dniu he hid
 
 zei rid  vei hid gau heo si, zai wu ly he ji
 
  na zuan ren long veo siau si
 chniu ong lam he  a deng chi
 
  bad geo tngr lai siu knua lieg bni
 wi snia mi, ti  lo did did
 heu chia  wi ky
 
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 -----English-----
 
 Listen to me, the road side at the  of the hill,
 The cicada is hiding on the tree 
 Days in the month of July, the  opera act (te la so fa mi)
 Listen to me, in such scenery, where is the train  off to
 Picked up the pen, writing a song in thoughts of you (te la so fa 
 
 *As  train went through the tunnel, it turned into night-time
  everything had gone past
  can you just leave without a note, no words of farewell
 The past, is like  at the creek-side, flying around slowly everyday
 At this moment Ióm like a fish out of water, forgotten to  the last breath
 Forgotten, your mesmerizing character in  past, all your smiles
 Sour, bitter  sweet,
 Going  the story ends here.
 No news coming from you at all,  like a bee that couldn\'t find nectar.
 Tearing sheets of the past  from this calendar
 Tearing till when  I see your words
 I have no news from you at  just like a swallow heading south with broken wings,
  returned to the nest again
 Why is the rail track so  where is the train heading off to.
 
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