一劍
Female Chinese vocals, haunting R&B indie pop fused with ancient wuxia/xianxia cinematic melody, guzheng, erhu, pipa subtly blended into modern broken glitchy synths, fragmented shattered synth textures, deep emotional intensity, resolute fierce vengeful mood, sharp cutting delivery, heartbreak betrayal revenge theme, dark atmospheric production, slow to mid-tempo, powerful yet fragile female voice, dramatic builds, icy reverb, razor-sharp emotion
一劍
Female Chinese vocals, haunting R&B indie pop fused with ancient wuxia/xianxia cinematic melody, guzheng, erhu, pipa subtly blended into modern broken glitchy synths, fragmented shattered synth textures, deep emotional intensity, resolute fierce vengeful mood, sharp cutting delivery, heartbreak betrayal revenge theme, dark atmospheric production, slow to mid-tempo, powerful yet fragile female voice, dramatic builds, icy reverb, razor-sharp emotion
Lyrics
"一劍 / One Sword" - Song by 裴芸PuiWan🐐
Lyrical Creation: © 2026 裴芸PuiWan🐐
Musical Arrangement: © 2026 裴芸PuiWan🐐
All Rights Reserved.
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起手溫柔的試探
側身避開眼裡的氾濫
劍鋒掠過耳邊 情話未完
盡是柔情過往
進進退退 是你我較量
每一招寫滿遺憾
以為看穿 劍裡虛幻
擊中的 是心中柔軟
愛情用劍過招
一劍刺向彼此心跳
以劍訴告不必向誰求饒
殺意在空氣裡繚繞
痛楚用劍過招
一劍刺破所有圈套
刺破所有美好
無處可逃
轉身劃破的月光
眉間停浮殘舊的倔強
劍鋒停在半空 不忍刺穿
那種甜蜜假象
前前後後 是往日的傷
每一式斬斷期盼
以為破解 劍中迷茫
留下的 是愛的苦寒
誰先動了情
不願清醒 招招致命
斷掉劍式回應
即便無需過招
一劍封喉自斷心跳
以心訴告不必為誰依靠
愛意在殺氣裡散掉
最後一劍來到
一劍寫滿所有句號
刺穿所有禱告
隨風而飄
不再需要懷抱
終結紛擾
一劍終結籠牢
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A gentle probe at the very start
Turning aside to hide the flood in my eyes
The blade sweeps past my ear, the love words unfinished
All that remains are tender memories
Step by step, retreat and advance—our silent duel
Every move filled with regret
I thought I had seen through the illusion in the sword
But what it struck was the softness in my heart
Love crosses blades
One sword thrusts toward each other’s heartbeat
With the sword we confess—no need to beg mercy from anyone
Killing intent lingers in the air
Pain crosses blades
One sword pierces through every trap
Pierces through every beautiful illusion
Nowhere left to escape
Turning away, slicing through the moonlight
Old stubbornness floats between my brows
The blade pauses in midair, unwilling to pierce
That fragile sweetness of illusion
Before and after, all are wounds of the past
Every strike cuts away another hope
I thought I had solved the confusion within the sword
But what remained was the bitter cold of love
Who was the first to fall in love?
Unwilling to wake, every move becomes fatal
Breaking the sword form, no reply remains
Even without crossing blades
One sword seals the throat and ends the heartbeat
With the heart we confess—no need to rely on anyone
Love dissolves within the killing air
The final sword arrives
One strike writes the final period
Piercing through every prayer
Drifting away with the wind
No longer needing an embrace
Ending all the turmoil
One sword ends the cage