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Eminem sing for the moment歌词翻译~

阿姆唱歌

Sing for the moment These ideas are nightmares for white parents 这些观念对于白人父母来说无异于噩梦 Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings 他们最怕的就是有一个染着发并喜欢佩带耳环的孩子 Like whatever they say has no bearing 就像他们的言传身教对他不起作用一样 Its so scary in a house that allows no swearing 身于一个不允许说脏话的家庭真是可怕 To see him walking around with his headphones blaring 只见他戴着耳机到处走 Alone in his own zone, cold and he don't care 他孑然一身,遭到冷遇,他不在乎 He's a problem child, what bothers him all comes out When he talks about his f##kin' dad walkin' out 他是个问题儿童,当谈到他那该死的出走的父亲时,他不吐不快 'cuz he hates him so bad that he blocks him out 因为他恨他恨到不愿想起他 But if he ever saw him again, he'd probably knock him out 但是如果让他再撞到他,他很可能会将他打翻在地 His thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin' back 他的想法很疯狂,他怒火中烧,所以他开始反击 Talkin black, brainwashed from rock and rap 开始说唱,他被摇滚与说唱洗脑 He sags his pants, do-rags and a stocking cap 他全身都是嘻哈的打扮,穿着宽松的的裤子,围着头巾,戴着绒线帽 His step-father hit him so he socked him back 他的继父打了他,他便狠狠地回击 And broke his nose, this house is a broken home 打断了他的鼻梁,这是个破碎的家庭 There's no control, he just lets his emotions go 没有约束,他率性而为 Come on... 来吧... Sing with me, sing for the year 与我同唱,歌唱那一年 Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear 歌唱欢笑,歌唱泪水 Sing with me, just for today 与我同唱,歌唱此刻 Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away 可能明天,仁慈的主就会带走你 Entertainment is changin', intertwine it with gangsters 娱乐界变了,它与黑帮勾结 In the land of the killers, a sinner's mind is a sanctum 在一个满是杀手的国度,人们崇拜罪人 Holy or unholy, only have one homey 要么圣洁要么罪恶,我只有一个朋友 Only this gun, lonely, 'cuz don't anyone know me 那就是这把枪,孤独,因为没人了解我 But everybody just feels like they can relate 可是每个人都认为他们能理解 I guess words are a motherfucker, they can be great 文字真是很混帐,有时可以很棒 Or they can be great, or even worse, they can teach hate 有时却会引人堕落,甚至会教人记恨 Its like kids hang on every single statement we make 孩子们会牢记我们(指RAPPER们)说的每一句话 Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum 他们崇拜我们,我们的唱片卖到白金销量 Now how the f##k did this metamorphasis happen? 怎么TMD会发生这种蜕变呢? From standin' on corners and porches just rappin' 从街头和门厅前的说唱小子 To havin' a fortune, no more kissin' ass 到大红大紫,不用再拍人马屁 But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you 但是然后这些批评家又来抨击你,记者们恨不得要毁了你 Fans turn on you, attorneys all wan' a turn at you 歌迷们倒戈相向,律师们让你心惊 To get their hands on every dime you have

　　有点长呢，，
　　呵呵

　　These ideas are nightmares for white parents
　　Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings
　　Like whatever they say has no bearing
　　It's so scary in a house that allows no swearing
　　To see him walkin' around wit his headphones blaring
　　Alone in his own zone, cold and he don't care
　　He's a problem child, what bothers him all comes out
　　When he talks about his fuckin' dad walkin' out
　　'Cuz he hates him so bad that he blocks him out
　　'Cuz he hates him so bad that he blocks him out
　　But if he ever saw him again, he'd prolly knock him out
　　His thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin' back
　　Talkin' black, brainwashed from rock and rap
　　He sags his pants, dew-rags and a stockin' cap
　　His stepfather hit him so he socked him back
　　And broke his nose, this house is a broken home
　　There's no control, he just lets his emotions go-
　　C`mon! Sing with me (Sing!), sing for the year (Sing It!)
　　Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (C`mon!)
　　Sing it with me, just for today
　　Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away
　　Entertainment is changin', intertwinin' with gangstas
　　In the land of the killers, a sinner's mind is a sanctum
　　Only ya unholy, only have one homey
　　Only this gun, lonely, 'cuz don't anyone know me
　　But everybody just feels like they can relate
　　I guess words are a motherfucka, they can be great
　　Or they can degrade, or even worse, they can teach hate
　　It's like kids hang on every single statement we make
　　Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum
　　Now how the fuck did this metamorphosis happen?
　　From standin' on corners and porches just rappin'
　　To havin' a fortune, no more kissin' ass
　　But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you
　　Fans turn on you, attorneys all wanna turn at you
　　To get their hands on every dime you have
　　They want you to lose your mind every time you mad
　　So they can try to make you out to look like a loose cannon
　　Any dispute, don't hesitate to produce handguns
　　Thats why these prosecutors wanna convict me
　　Strictly just to get me offa these streets quickly
　　But all their kids been listen'n to me religiously
　　So I'm signin' CDs while police fingerprint me
　　They're for the judge's daughter, but his grudge is against me
　　If I'm such a fuckin' menace, this shit doesn't make sense B
　　It's all political, if my music is literal and I'm a criminal,
　　How the FUCK can I raise a little girl?
　　I couldn't, I wouldn't be fit to
　　You're full of shit too, Guerrera, THAT WAS A FIST THAT HIT YOU!
　　C`mon! Sing with me (Sing!), sing for the year (Sing It!)
　　Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (C`mon!)
　　Sing it with me, just for today
　　Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away
　　They say music can alter moods and talk to you
　　But can it load a gun for you and cock it too?
　　Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude
　　Just tell the judge it was my fault, and I'll get sued
　　See what these kids do, is hear about us totin' pistols
　　And they wanna get one, 'cuz they think the shit's cool
　　Not knowin' we're really just protectin' ourselves
　　We entertainas, of course this shit's affectin' our sales
　　You ignoramus, but music is reflection of self
　　We just explain it, and then we get our checks in the mail
　　It's fucked up ain't it, how we can come from practically nothin'
　　To bein' able to have any fuckin' thing that we wanted
　　That's why we sing for these kids that don't have a thing
　　Except for a dream and a fuckin' rap magazine
　　Who post pin-up pictures on their walls all day long
　　Idolize their favorite rappers and know all they songs
　　Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives
　　So they sit and they cry at night, wishin they die
　　Till they throw on a rap record, and they sit and they vibe
　　We're nothin' to you, but we the fuckin' shit in they eyes
　　That's why we sieze the moment, try to freeze it and own it
　　Squeeze it and hold it, 'cuz we consider these minutes golden
　　And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone
　　Just let our spirits live on, through our lyrics that you hear in our songs
　　And we can-
　　C`mon! Sing with me (Sing!), sing for the year (Sing It!)
　　Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (C`mon!)
　　Sing it with me, just for today
　　Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away
　　C`mon! Sing with me (Sing!), sing for the year (Sing It!)
　　Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (C`mon!)
　　Sing it with me, just for today
　　Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away
　　Sing For The Moment

　　Chorus

　　Chorus

　　Chorus

Eminem

Sing For The Moment

[Verse #1]
These ideas are nightmares for white parents
Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings
Like whatever they say has no bearing
Its so scary in a house that allows no swearing
To see him walking around with his headphones blaring
Alone in his own zone, cold and he dont care
He's a problem child, what bothers him all comes out
When he talks about his fuckin' dad walkin out
Cos he hates him so bad that he blocks him out
But if he ever saw him again, he'd prolly knock him out
His thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin' back
Talkin black, brainwashed from rock and rap
He sags his pants, 2 rags and a stocking cap
His step-father hit him so he socked him back
And broke his nose, this house is a broken home
There's no control, he just lets his emotions go
Come on...

[Chorus:]
Sing with me, sing for the year
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear
Sing with me,just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away

[Verse #2]
Entertainment is danger, intertwine it with gansters
In the land of the killers, a sinner's mind is a sanctum
Only you're unholy, only have one homey
Only this gun, lonely, cuz don't anyone know me
But everybody just feels like they can relate
I guess words are a motherfucker, they can be great
Or they can be great, or even worse, they can teach hate
Its like kids hang on every single statement we make
Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum
Now how the fuck did this metamorphasis happen?
From standin' on corners and porches just rappin'
To havin' a fortune, no more kissin' ass
But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you
Fans turn on you, attorney's all gonna turn it to
To get their hands on every dime you have
They want you to lose your mind every time you mad
So they can try to make you out to look like a loose canon
You need to spew, dont hesitate to produce air-guns
Thats why these prosecutors wanna convict me
Swiftly just to get me offa these streets quickly
But all their kids been listen'n to me religiously
So i'm signing cds while police fingerprint me
They're for the judges daughter, but his grudge is against me
If i'm such a fuckin' menace, this shit doesnt make sense, Pete
It's all political, if my music is literal and i'm a criminal,
How the fuck can i raise a little girl?
I couldn't. i wouldn't be fit to
You're full of shit too, Guerrera, that was a fist that hit you!

[Chorus]

[Verse #3]
They say music can alter moods and talk to you
But can it load a gun for you and cock it too?
Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude
Just tell the judge it was my fault, and i'll get sued
See what these kids do, is hear about us toting pistols
And they want to get one, cos they think the shit's cool
Not knowin' we're really just protectin' ourselves
We're entertainers, of course this shit's affecting our sales
You ignoramus. but music is reflection of self
We just explain it, and then we get our cheques in the mail
It's fucked up ain't it, how we can come from practically nothin'
To bein' able to have any fuckin' thing that we wanted
It's why we sing for these kids that don't have a thing
Except for a dream and a fucking rap magazine
Who post pinup pictures on their walls all day long
Idolise their favourite rappers and know all they songs
Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives
So they sit and they cry at night, wishing they die
Till they throw on a rap record, and they sit and they vibe
We're nothing to you, but we're the fuckin' shit in their eyes
That's why we sieze the moment, and try to freeze it and own it
Squeeze it and hold it, 'cos we consider these minutes golden
And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone
Just let our spirits live on, through out lyrics that you hear in our songs
And we can

[Chorus]

[Chorus Without Beat]

[Instrumental]

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专辑 The Eminem Show
歌名 Sing For The Moment 此歌名手机铃声
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Verse #1

These ideas are nightmares for white parents

Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings

Like whatever they say has no bearing

Its so scary in a house that allows no swearing

To see him walking around with his headphones blaring

Alone in his own zone, cold and he dont care

He´s a problem child, what bothers him all comes out

When he talks about his fuckin´ dad walkin out

Cos he hates him so bad that he blocks him out

But if he ever saw him again, he´d prolly knock him out

His thoughts are whacked, he´s mad so he´s talkin´ back

Talkin black, brainwashed from rock and rap

He sags his pants, 2 rags and a stocking cap

His step-father hit him so he socked him back

And broke his nose, this house is a broken home

There´s no control, he just lets his emotions go

Come on...

Chorus:

Sing with me, sing for the year

Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear

Sing with me,just for today

Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away

Verse #2

Entertainment is danger, intertwine it with gansters

In the land of the killers, a sinner´s mind is a sanctum

Only you´re unholy, only have one homey

Only this gun, lonely, cuz don´t anyone know me

But everybody just feels like they can relate

I guess words are a motherfucker, they can be great

Or they can be great, or even worse, they can teach hate

Its like kids hang on every single statement we make

Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum

Now how the fuck did this metamorphasis happen?

From standin´ on corners and porches just rappin´

To havin´ a fortune, no more kissin´ ass

But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you

Fans turn on you, attorney´s all gonna turn it to

To get their hands on every dime you have

They want you to lose your mind every time you mad

So they can try to make you out to look like a loose canon

You need to spew, dont hesitate to produce air-guns

Thats why these prosecutors wanna convict me

Swiftly just to get me offa these streets quickly

But all their kids been listen´n to me religiously

So i´m signing cds while police fingerprint me

They´re for the judges daughter, but his grudge is against me

If i´m such a fuckin´ menace, this shit doesnt make sense, Pete

It´s all political, if my music is literal and i´m a criminal,

How the fuck can i raise a little girl?

I couldn´t. i wouldn´t be fit to

You´re full of shit too, Guerrera, that was a fist that hit you!

Chorus

Verse #3

They say music can alter moods and talk to you

But can it load a gun for you and cock it too?

Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude

Just tell the judge it was my fault, and i´ll get sued

See what these kids do, is hear about us toting pistols

And they want to get one, cos they think the shit´s cool

Not knowin´ we´re really just protectin´ ourselves

We´re entertainers, of course this shit´s affecting our sales

You ignoramus. but music is reflection of self

We just explain it, and then we get our cheques in the mail

It´s fucked up ain´t it, how we can come from practically nothin´

To bein´ able to have any fuckin´ thing that we wanted

It´s why we sing for these kids that don´t have a thing

Except for a dream and a fucking rap magazine

Who post pinup pictures on their walls all day long

Idolise their favourite rappers and know all they songs

Or for anyone who´s ever been through shit in they lives

So they sit and they cry at night, wishing they die

Till they throw on a rap record, and they sit and they vibe

We´re nothing to you, but we´re the fuckin´ shit in their eyes

That´s why we sieze the moment, and try to freeze it and own it

Squeeze it and hold it, ´cos we consider these minutes golden

And maybe they´ll admit it when we´re gone

Just let our spirits live on, through out lyrics that you hear in our songs

And we can

Chorus

Chorus Without Beat

Instrumental

eminem - sing for the moment
专辑:The Eminem Show
Sing For The Moment

These ideas are nightmares for white parents
Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings
Like whatever they say has no bearing
It's so scary in a house that allows no swearing
To see him walkin' around wit his headphones blaring
Alone in his own zone, cold and he don't care
He's a problem child, what bothers him all comes out
When he talks about his fuckin' dad walkin' out
'Cuz he hates him so bad that he blocks him out
But if he ever saw him again, he'd prolly knock him out
His thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin' back
Talkin' black, brainwashed from rock and rap
He sags his pants, dew-rags and a stockin' cap
His stepfather hit him so he socked him back
And broke his nose, this house is a broken home
There's no control, he just lets his emotions go-

Chorus
C`mon! Sing with me (Sing!), sing for the year (Sing It!)
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (C`mon!)
Sing it with me, just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away

Entertainment is changin', intertwinin' with gangstas
In the land of the killers, a sinner's mind is a sanctum
Only ya unholy, only have one homey
Only this gun, lonely, 'cuz don't anyone know me
But everybody just feels like they can relate
I guess words are a motherfucka, they can be great
Or they can degrade, or even worse, they can teach hate
It's like kids hang on every single statement we make
Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum
Now how the fuck did this metamorphosis happen?
From standin' on corners and porches just rappin'
To havin' a fortune, no more kissin' ass
But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you
Fans turn on you, attorneys all wanna turn at you
To get their hands on every dime you have
They want you to lose your mind every time you mad
So they can try to make you out to look like a loose cannon
Any dispute, don't hesitate to produce handguns
Thats why these prosecutors wanna convict me
Strictly just to get me offa these streets quickly
But all their kids been listen'n to me religiously
So I'm signin' CDs while police fingerprint me
They're for the judge's daughter, but his grudge is against me
If I'm such a fuckin' menace, this shit doesn't make sense B
It's all political, if my music is literal and I'm a criminal,
How the FUCK can I raise a little girl?
I couldn't, I wouldn't be fit to
You're full of shit too, Guerrera, THAT WAS A FIST THAT HIT YOU!

Chorus

They say music can alter moods and talk to you
But can it load a gun for you and cock it too?
Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude
Just tell the judge it was my fault, and I'll get sued
See what these kids do, is hear about us totin' pistols
And they wanna get one, 'cuz they think the shit's cool
Not knowin' we're really just protectin' ourselves
We entertainas, of course this shit's affectin' our sales
You ignoramus, but music is reflection of self
We just explain it, and then we get our checks in the mail
It's fucked up ain't it, how we can come from practically nothin'
To bein' able to have any fuckin' thing that we wanted
That's why we sing for these kids that don't have a thing
Except for a dream and a fuckin' rap magazine
Who post pin-up pictures on their walls all day long
Idolize their favorite rappers and know all they songs
Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives
So they sit and they cry at night, wishin they die
Till they throw on a rap record, and they sit and they vibe
We're nothin' to you, but we the fuckin' shit in they eyes
That's why we sieze the moment, try to freeze it and own it
Squeeze it and hold it, 'cuz we consider these minutes golden
And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone
Just let our spirits live on, through our lyrics that you hear in our songs
And we can-

Chorus

Eminem

Sing For The Moment

[Verse #1]
These ideas are nightmares for white parents
Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings
Like whatever they say has no bearing
Its so scary in a house that allows no swearing
To see him walking around with his headphones blaring
Alone in his own zone, cold and he dont care
He's a problem child, what bothers him all comes out
When he talks about his fuckin' dad walkin out
Cos he hates him so bad that he blocks him out
But if he ever saw him again, he'd prolly knock him out
His thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin' back
Talkin black, brainwashed from rock and rap
He sags his pants, 2 rags and a stocking cap
His step-father hit him so he socked him back
And broke his nose, this house is a broken home
There's no control, he just lets his emotions go
Come on...

[Chorus:]
Sing with me, sing for the year
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear
Sing with me,just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away

[Verse #2]
Entertainment is danger, intertwine it with gansters
In the land of the killers, a sinner's mind is a sanctum
Only you're unholy, only have one homey
Only this gun, lonely, cuz don't anyone know me
But everybody just feels like they can relate
I guess words are a motherfucker, they can be great
Or they can be great, or even worse, they can teach hate
Its like kids hang on every single statement we make
Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum
Now how the fuck did this metamorphasis happen?
From standin' on corners and porches just rappin'
To havin' a fortune, no more kissin' ass
But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you
Fans turn on you, attorney's all gonna turn it to
To get their hands on every dime you have
They want you to lose your mind every time you mad
So they can try to make you out to look like a loose canon
You need to spew, dont hesitate to produce air-guns
Thats why these prosecutors wanna convict me
Swiftly just to get me offa these streets quickly
But all their kids been listen'n to me religiously
So i'm signing cds while police fingerprint me
They're for the judges daughter, but his grudge is against me
If i'm such a fuckin' menace, this shit doesnt make sense, Pete
It's all political, if my music is literal and i'm a criminal,
How the fuck can i raise a little girl?
I couldn't. i wouldn't be fit to
You're full of shit too, Guerrera, that was a fist that hit you!

[Chorus]

[Verse #3]
They say music can alter moods and talk to you
But can it load a gun for you and cock it too?
Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude
Just tell the judge it was my fault, and i'll get sued
See what these kids do, is hear about us toting pistols
And they want to get one, cos they think the shit's cool
Not knowin' we're really just protectin' ourselves
We're entertainers, of course this shit's affecting our sales
You ignoramus. but music is reflection of self
We just explain it, and then we get our cheques in the mail
It's fucked up ain't it, how we can come from practically nothin'
To bein' able to have any fuckin' thing that we wanted
It's why we sing for these kids that don't have a thing
Except for a dream and a fucking rap magazine
Who post pinup pictures on their walls all day long
Idolise their favourite rappers and know all they songs
Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives
So they sit and they cry at night, wishing they die
Till they throw on a rap record, and they sit and they vibe
We're nothing to you, but we're the fuckin' shit in their eyes
That's why we sieze the moment, and try to freeze it and own it
Squeeze it and hold it, 'cos we consider these minutes golden
And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone
Just let our spirits live on, through out lyrics that you hear in our songs
And we can

[Chorus]

[Chorus Without Beat]

[Instrumental]

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屠闸氨酚： Dream on-Aerosmith 持续的梦幻(空中铁匠)Everytime that I look in the mirror.每次我照着镜子All these lines on my face gettin' clearer.脸上的皱纹越来越清晰The past is gone.过去的已逝去It went by like dusk 2 dawn.就象早与晚的流逝Isn't that ...

禹州市19394168100： 请问各位唱歌帝 要怎样才能把Eminem的Sing for the moment唱得很牛逼 特别是sing with me后面那段？
屠闸氨酚： 那是aerosmith唱的,不是em,那个算背景吧,你要唱这歌不用唱你说的哪个部分,em也只是唱的“come on” 你可以参考原唱《dream on》 --个人意见

禹州市19394168100： Eminem最经典的............推荐下.... - ？
屠闸氨酚： 《Mocking Bird》 《When I'm Gone》 《Stan》 《Like Toy Soldier》 《Sing For The Moment》 《Lose Yourself》 《Without Me》 《Business》 《Just Lose It》 《The Re...