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The cool morning dew wets the black dress There is a fog on the stone road The father is whispering Helpless consciousness can only be more cruel Everything is for the road to the temple The fog that cannot be blown away hides the intention Who paced softly Stopped Before there was time to cry through the bullet took away the temperature Each of us is guilty Guilty of different sins I can decide who is right Who should sleep Arguments cannot be resolved In the never-ending night Close your mouth The only favor Those who stand in the way are guilty There is no way back to regret Judge in the name of the Father That feels like a word that doesn't fit the vocabulary It's like laughing and shedding tears Staring at the complete darkness The tragedy that blocks the spread of the tragedy will make me intoxicated** cover.
Bow your head and kiss my left hand in exchange for the promise of forgiveness The old organ is in the corner Always accompanied by the wind The black curtain is blown by the wind, and the sun penetrates wordlessly Sprinkles on the group of beasts that have been tamed by me Silent shouting, silent shouting Loneliness begins to ferment Laughing at me Memories gradually burn The picture of what was once innocent Cruel tenderness appears Fragile time is up Let's pray together Merciful Father, I have fallen into the kingdom of invisible sin Please forgive my conceit No one can say that no one can say It's so unbearable Behind the glory is carved a loneliness When I closed my eyes, I saw again The picture of the dream back then The sky was misty My father took my hands and walked gently The quiet stone road in the early morning Bow down and kiss my left hand In exchange for the promise of forgiveness The old organ is in the corner Always accompanied by the wind The black curtain is blown by the wind and the sun penetrates wordlessly Sprinkled on the group of beasts that I have tamed Silent cry Silent cry Loneliness begins to ferment Keeps laughing at me Memories gradually burn The picture of what was once innocent Cruel tenderness appears Vulnerable time is up Let's pray together Mercious Father I have fallen I can't see the kingdom of sin Please forgive my conceit No one can say that no one can say It's so hard to bear Behind the glory is engraved a loneliness Merciful Father I have fallen into the kingdom of not seeing sin Please forgive me My conceit is engraved with a loneliness Merciful Father I have fallen into the kingdom of not seeing sin Please forgive my conceit No one can say that no one can say It's so unbearable Behind the glory is engraved a lonely mottled family crest Wiped all night The light of loneliness The feeling I understand The candlelight keeps shaking The owl looks into the distance from the window lattice The corridor leading to the hall The same indescribable vicissitudes There is no hustle and bustle, only tranquility surrounds me slowly I fell asleep It was just dawn.
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In the name of the Father. Singing: Jay Chou.
The singer narrates. The cool morning dew soaked the black dress.
There is a fog on the stone road and the father is complaining.
Helpless consciousness can only be more cruel.
All for the way to the Templar.
The fog that could not be blown away concealed the intention.
Who paced softly to a halt.
Before you have time to cry, the bullet that passed through took away the temperature.
Each of us is guilty.
Guilty of different sins.
I can decide who's right.
Who should be asleep?
Arguments cannot be resolved.
In the never-ending night.
Turn off your mouth.
The only favor.
Whoever stands in the way is guilty.
There is no way back from regret.
Judgment in the name of the Father.
That doesn't feel like a good word.
It's like laughing and crying at the same time.
Staring at the complete darkness.
The tragedy that stops the tragedy from spreading will intoxicate me.
Bow down and kiss my left hand.
In exchange for the promise of forgiveness.
The old pipe organ is in the corner.
Always always always accompanied.
The black curtain was blown by the wind.
The sun pierces wordlessly.
Sprinkle it on the beasts that I have tamed.
Silent shouting, silent shouting.
Loneliness begins to ferment.
Laughing at me all the time.
Memories gradually burn.
A picture of what was once innocent.
Cruelly and gently appeared.
Vulnerable time has come.
Let's pray together.
Merciful Father, I have fallen.
I can't see the kingdom of sin.
Please forgive my conceit.
No one can say that there is no one to say.
It's unbearable. Behind the glory is engraved a loneliness.
Close my eyes and I see again.
The picture of that dream.
The sky is misty.
My father held my hand.
Walk through gently. The quiet stone road in the early morning.
Bow down and kiss my left hand.
In exchange for the promise of forgiveness.
The old pipe organ is in the corner.
Always always always accompanied.
The black curtain was blown by the wind.
The sun pierces wordlessly.
Sprinkle it on the beasts that I have tamed.
Silent shouting, silent shouting.
Loneliness begins to ferment.
Laughing at me all the time.
Memories gradually burn.
A picture of what was once innocent.
Cruelly and gently appeared.
Vulnerable time has come.
Let's pray together.
Merciful Father, I have fallen.
I can't see the kingdom of sin.
Please forgive my conceit.
No one can say that there is no one to say.
It's unbearable. Behind the glory is engraved a loneliness.
Merciful Father, I have fallen.
I can't see the kingdom of sin.
Please forgive me for my conceit.
Engraved with a sense of loneliness.
Merciful Father, I have fallen.
I can't see the kingdom of sin.
Please forgive my conceit.
No one can say that there is no one to say.
It's unbearable. Behind the glory is engraved a loneliness.
The mottled family crest I wiped it all night (I closed my eyes and saw it again) the light of loneliness I only understood (the picture of the dream back then) the candlelight kept shaking (the sky was foggy) and the owl was on the lattice looking into the distance.
The promenade that leads to the hall (where my father held my hands).
The same unspeakable vicissitudes (walking lightly).
There was no hustle and bustle, only tranquility (the quiet stone road in the early morning) and I slowly fell asleep The day had just dawned.
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In the name of the father Jay Chou.
The cool morning dew was wet, the black dress was slammed, and the slate road was foggy, and the father was whispering.
Helpless enlightenment can only be more cruel, all for the sake of the way to the Templar.
The fog that could not be blown away was hidden, and the intention was to stop softly pacing.
Before you have time to cry, the bullet that passed through took away the temperature.
Each of us has a criminal with a different sin.
I can decide who should sleep on whom.
Arguments cannot be resolved in the never-ending night.
Turn off your mouth for the only favor.
Those who stand in the way are guilty and regretful, and there is no way back.
Judgment in the name of the Father, that felt unsuitable for the word.
It's like laughing and tearing down your eyes and staring at the complete darkness.
The tragedy that stops the tragedy from spreading will intoxicate me.
Bow down and kiss my left hand in exchange for the promise of forgiveness.
The old organ has been playing in the corners.
The black curtain was blown by the wind, and the sunlight penetrated wordlessly.
Sprinkle it on the beasts that I have tamed.
Silent shouting, silent shouting, loneliness began to ferment.
Laughing at me constantly, the memories gradually burned.
The once innocent picture, the cruel tenderness appears, and the fragile time comes for us to pray together?
Merciful Father, I have fallen into the kingdom of invisible sin, please forgive my conceit.
No one can say that no one can say that it is so difficult to bear, and there is a loneliness engraved behind the glory.
When I closed my eyes, I saw the picture of the dream again, and the sky was misty.
My father took me by the hand and walked gently along the quiet stone path in the early morning.
The mottled family crest, I wiped the glow of a night of loneliness, and I understood the feeling.
The candlelight flickered incessantly, and the owl looked into the distance from the window lattice.
The long corridor leading to the hall is as indescribable as the vicissitudes of life.
There was no hustle and bustle, only tranquility surrounding me, slowly falling asleep, and it was just dawn.
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ti: In the name of the Father].
AR: Jay Chou].
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Cool morning dew.
Wet black dresses with fog on the stone pavement.
The father is whispering helpless consciousness.
It can only be more cruel, all for the sake of.
The road to the sanctuary.
The fog that doesn't go away.
Hidden intentions, who paced softly.
It's too late to cry before you stop.
The bullets that pass through are taken away.
temperature, each of us is guilty.
Guilty of different sins.
I can decide who's right.
Who should be asleep?
Arguments cannot be resolved.
In the never-ending night.
Turn off your mouth.
Whoever stands in the way of the only favor is guilty.
There is no way back from regret.
Judgment in the name of the Father.
That doesn't feel like a suitable word.
It's like laughing and crying at the same time.
Staring at the complete darkness.
The tragedy that stops the tragedy from spreading will intoxicate me.
Bow down and kiss my left hand.
In exchange for the promise of forgiveness.
The old pipe organ is in the corner.
Always always always accompanied.
The black curtain was blown by the wind, and the sunlight penetrated wordlessly.
Sprinkle it on the group that I tamed.
The beast cried out silently.
Silent shouts of loneliness began to ferment.
Laughing at me all the time.
Memories burn in.
A picture of what was once innocent.
Cruel tenderness appears.
When the time comes, let's pray together.
Merciful Father, I have fallen.
I can't see the kingdom of sin.
Please forgive my conceit.
No one can say that there is no one to say.
It's so hard to bear the glory, and there is a loneliness engraved behind it.
Close my eyes and I see again.
The picture of that dream.
The sky is misty.
My father held my hand.
Walk gently along the quiet stone path in the early morning.
Bow down and kiss my left hand.
In exchange for the promise of forgiveness.
The old pipe organ is in the corner.
Always always always accompanied.
The black curtain was blown by the wind.
The sun pierces wordlessly.
Sprinkle it on the beasts that I have tamed.
Silent shouting, silent shouting.
Loneliness begins to ferment.
Laughing at me all the time.
Memories gradually burn.
A picture of what was once innocent.
Cruelly and gently appeared.
Vulnerable time has come.
Let's pray together.
Merciful Father, I have fallen.
I can't see the kingdom of sin.
Please forgive my conceit.
No one can say that there is no one to say.
It's unbearable. Behind the glory is engraved a loneliness.
Merciful Father, I have fallen.
I can't see the kingdom of sin.
Please forgive my conceit.
Merciful Father, I have fallen.
I can't see the kingdom of sin.
Please forgive my conceit.
No one can say that there is no one to say.
It's unbearable. Behind the glory is engraved a loneliness.
Close my eyes and I see again.
The picture of that dream.
The sky is misty.
My father held my hand.
Walk through gently. The quiet stone road in the early morning.
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The lyrics of Jay Chou's "In the Name of the Father" are as follows:The cool morning dew soaked the black dress.
There is a fog on the stone road and the father is complaining.
Helpless consciousness can only be more cruel.
All for the sake of the way to the church, the unbreakable fog obscured the intention.
Whoever paced softly stopped, and it was too late to cry.
The bullet that passes through takes away the temperature, and each of us is guilty.
Guilty of different sins, I can decide who is right.
Who should be asleep, the argument cannot be resolved. The source is more than enough.
In the never-ending night, turn your mouth off.
Whoever stands in the way of the only favor is guilty.
There is no way back from regret, and the judgment is in the name of the father.
It didn't feel like a word fitting, like laughing and crying.
Staring at the complete darkness, the tragedy that blocks the spread of the tragedy will intoxicate me.
Bow down and kiss my left hand in exchange for the promise of forgiveness.
The old organ has been playing in the corners.
Song Appreciation:In the Name of the Father" The style of the song is particularly easy to remember, coupled with the special collocation of the retro piano, supplemented by the fusion of Italian and opera, the tune jumps out of the general popular ** style, and the style of music is even more eye-catching.
The content of the lyrics is based on the three themes of "Heavenly Father, Godfather, and Father", which illustrates the godfather's helplessness, father's hail and sorrow, and the selflessness of the heavenly father.
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It's a story about revenge, where the protagonist's father is killed, and then the protagonist is determined to take revenge, and finally falls deeper and deeper, and his heart is blinded by hatred and desire.
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It is to let us know not to stain our souls, or we will repent ......
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For Jay Chou's song, first of all, we can't simply understand the title of the song, in fact, the complete explanation in the name of the father refers to your God, you have to say this mainly because, in Italy, father is the meaning of the godfather, that is, we often say that we will be the boss, and the title of this song, if you look at it on the surface, it is about family affection.
The MV of this song mainly tells the story of a Chinese child's parents who were killed, and then adopted by his godfather and started his own revenge.
As an underworld, he can only eat black, but as a son, when he saw his father killed by others, his heart was full of only revenge at that time, and when all this was over, he couldn't escape those spiritual shackles, and then finally when he wanted to turn back, he had fallen into an irreparable abyss, thinking that he was once such a simple teenager, and it was something else that should not have been encountered, he became his current self, and he used to be a fantasy, And now there is not much courage to endure all this.
A lot of things have changed suddenly, we sometimes don't have time to think about it, we may make some decisions, so from another level I personally think it is exactly 1 to express a kind of helplessness and emotion about some things that happen in life, many things happen quietly in our ordinary life, and then we slowly change because of many things, it may be a night may be an hour is very short, but it is very fatal.
But from a legal point of view, no matter what kind of things we face in life, we should solve it in the right way and with a sexual attitude, and we should not impulsively rely on our own ideas and ideas to solve it, because to a large extent, we will make some wrong judgments and make some wrong decisions, and then affect our entire life, which will seriously damage our life.
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