Miracle 奇蹟

這首歌探討了希望與韌性的主題，鼓勵聽眾相信不凡。憑藉著高亢的人聲與極具感染力的副歌，它捕捉了克服挑戰的精神，並慶祝著……

英文版：

The morning light kissed the edge of the window sill, and the aroma of coffee filled the room. The old radio hummed Yesterday: Waiting for the moment of miracle.

In front of the stop sign at 6:30, the white shirt was gently rolled by the wind, and the roar of the subway took away time. You never showed up.

The crowd retreated like the tide, leaving me standing at the original point, holding two expired tickets. Waiting for an eternity.

If miracles have a sound, Will it be raindrops falling on the palms. When all the lights are on, will you suddenly approach and say with a smile that it's you in the shadow of the street lights on the corner.

At three o'clock in the afternoon on the seventh Wednesday, the bookstore glass reflects the blue sky. The story turns to the last page, and the ending is waiting to be rewritten.

There are dry petals sandwiched between the pages of the book, and time is stranded on the paper. Every ordinary moment of coincidence has hidden threads.

If miracles had a sound, would it be raindrops falling on the palms of hands. When all the lights are on, would you suddenly approach and say in the shadow of the street lights on the corner that it’s you, I haven’t seen you in a long time?

Maybe miracles don’t need shooting stars. They are hidden in every daily crevice, like the sugar granules at the bottom of the coffee cup slowly melting into time.

When the rain stops, the wind calms and the clouds disperse, the miracle turns out to be you. Standing at the original place, you have never left.

中文版：

晨光輕吻窗台邊緣
咖啡香氣漫延房間
舊收音機哼著昨天
等待奇蹟的瞬間

六點三十分的站牌前
白襯衫被風輕輕捲
地鐵呼嘯帶走時間
你始終沒出現

人群像潮水般退遠
只剩我站在原點
握著兩張過期票券
等一個永遠

如果奇蹟有聲音
會不會是雨滴落掌心
當萬家燈火都亮起
你會不會突然靠近
在轉角街燈光影裡
笑著說好久不見是你

第七個週三的下午三點
書店玻璃映著藍天
故事翻到最後一頁
結局等待改寫

書頁間夾著乾燥花瓣
時光在紙上擱淺
每個尋常的巧合瞬間
都藏著伏線

如果奇蹟有聲音
會不會是雨滴落掌心
當萬家燈火都亮起
你會不會突然靠近
在轉角街燈光影裡
笑著說好久不見是你

也許奇蹟不需要流星
它藏在每個日常縫隙
像咖啡杯底的糖粒
慢慢融化在時光裡

當雨停風靜雲散去
奇蹟原來是你
站在最初的地方
從未曾離去