This is the english version of the script. It will act as the subtitles for our short film titled "但。。。"
Crowded Streets/Busy Road:
Busy traffic, crowded streets…
In this boundless huge crowds, there are seemingly familiar faces
However, I believe that everyone of us is caught up in our individual space
The pace of the ever changing world is too fast
and I am lagging behind.
It’s a pity, whoever takes the time to appreciates the tiny details of their surrounding
and who will understand the desire of a soul?
Playground:
I yearn for a return to my childhood. Those were the happiest days of my life
Reminiscing on the good times shared with my brother and cousins.
Those were the nostalgic moments.
Back in the days, our haven was a playground beneath where we stayed.
We had our fun.
It was the simple joy that brought upon our happiness.
However now, the playground was demolished. What remains is a vacant land of our scattered pieces of childhood memories. Almost like a forgotten past, left with no traces.
I guess, those childhood playmates have grown and lead better lives than me?
Christmas:
Christmas is nearing, but I have never felt the joy of it. It could be due to my reserve nature. I refrain from sharing my feelings, whether it be joy or sadness, I kept it all to myself. While I can’t help feeling the need for someone to be there for me.
For a cold heart needs moments of warmth too. Well, who can I turn to?
Deserted bus stop:
I heard someone said: The process of waiting is beautiful. The beauty lies within the anticipation.
for all my life, what am I waiting for? Why am I always feeling hopeless comparing to the rest?
that day, I was at that bus stop, and I heard something whispered in my ears:
for all that will eventually come, patience is the key...
I was clueless to when eventually will my key to happiness arrived...
Plane:
The plane flew across the dusk...the wind brushes across the cheek
The dandelion dance with the wind
The mellow gold moment bridges a reunion with the olden times
A urge for me to grow a pair of wings and fly to freedom
However, will the sorrows be gone while I fly?
Big Tree:
The blooming tree spreads its branches and leaves across the horizon
It provides shelter for the smaller organisms
while I am helpless...
through the years, it had grown bigger and stronger than me
Can my frail stature withstand the weathering?
Back Alley:
The shadow is my closest companion in the back alley
while I walk....
It grew longer as I walked away from the light
With a cigarette in my hand, I proceed with the 5 minutes of luxury.
The graffiti on the wall, accompanied an unwelcomed guest like me with their liveliness.
There is beauty in darkness but being in darkness for too long, it will consume me.
Clark Quay:
Can alcohol intoxicate a weary soul? I do not have the answer.
It provides me with short term comfort, It evaporates my worries
It makes me forget the existence of someone, It is my form of self humoring
It can change one’s values in life
can it really make me happy?
is it a friend or a foe?
However, I could not decide
Tunnel:
The tunnel is a mysterious entrance to a world of another dimension
The recurring reverb caused one to feel the familiar uneasiness
The pedestrians in the tunnel seems different from their usual form
All of the emotions have been engulfed by the old fluorescent light
The hallucination is a mysterious temptation…
But…will there be any reciprocation in being true?
Beach:
Gazing across the vast calm sea, the moment....boundless.
I revealed my secret to the sea...
The waves crashing upon the shores, washes away the traces
leaving behind scars of the past
letting go is a virtue.... looking afar, the children are happily playing. Happiness is infectious.
However… Can I still feel the same way ever again?
Can you tell me?...
Updates!
We are now on the way to complete our packaging and report. It will be complete by this weekend and (definitely looking forward for submission of our project!) : )
