shape of my heart He deals the cards as a meditation And those he plays never suspect He doesnt play for the money he wins He doesnt play for the respect He deals the cards to find the answer The sacred geometry of chance The hidden law of probable outcome The numbers lead a dance I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier I know that the clubs are weapons of war I know that diamonds mean money for this art But thats not the shape of my heart He may play the jack of diamonds He may lay the queen of spade. He may conceal a king in his hand While the memory of it fades And if I told you that I loved you Youd maybe think theres something wrong I'm not a man of too many faces The mask I wear is one Those who speak know nothing And find out to their cost Like those who curse their luck in too many places And those who fear are lost I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier I know that the clubs are weapons of war I know that diamonds mean money for this art But thats not the shape of my heart | 我心的形状 他小心翼翼的出牌 从不让人察觉 他并不为钱而去赢 也不是为对敌人的尊敬 他出牌为了寻找一个答案 那神圣的几何概率 那可能结果中的隐藏法则 那组数字的舞蹈 我知道黑桃是士兵的利剑
我知道梅花是战争的武器 我明白方片在这游戏中意味着金钱 但这不是我心的形状
他也许会出方片Jack 他也许会出黑桃皇后 他也可能在手中藏着一张王 结果真的忘了自己有王 如果我告诉你我爱你 你也许会认为一定是哪里出了错 我不是一个有着太多虚伪面孔的男人 我的面具只有一个 看啊,那些总说个不停的人们 其实一无所知,他们终将付出代价 还有那些那些到处说自己运气不好的人 和那些懦弱的人,他们都已经迷失 我知道黑桃是士兵的利剑 我知道梅花是战争的武器 我明白方片在这游戏中意味着金钱 但这不是我心的形状 |