克里斯琴 [个人文集]
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作者:克里斯琴 在 寒山小径 发贴, 来自 http://www.hjclub.org
The Rose
Some say love, it is a river that drowns the tender reed.
some say love, it is a razor that leaves your soul to bleed.
some say love, it is a hunger, an endless aching need.
i say love, it is a flower, and you it's only seed.
It's the heart, afraid of breaking, that never learns to dance.
it's the dream, afraid of waking, that never takes a chance.
it's the one who won't be taken, who cannot seem to give.
and the soul, afraid of dyin', that never learns to live.
When the night has been too lonely, and the road has been too long,
and you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong,
just remember in the winter far beneath the bitter snows,
lies the seed, that with the sun's love, in the spring becomes the rose.
此曲娓娓轻诉,沉静柔美,忧伤动人。
让你的心安静下来,思绪顿时凝结。
过去种种感伤缓缓浮现,
眼前渐渐模糊湿润。
好的曲子
就是这样
穿过长长的时间之河
总能
轻轻摇曳人们的魂思
让你感动到无以复加
爱和忧伤
总是反复折磨我们
脆弱的心灵
带给我们无上的欣悦
又让我们陷入长久的悸痛
每一次
我都用生命去爱
那些光辉的片断
曾是我生命的顶点
如今
依然闪耀在我的记忆之河
怀带感伤,忧然动人
因为它们
我才发自内心地
对生命
充满感激
我的爱人
今晚,当你熟睡时
我要再次轻吻
你的额头
你在我的身边,
真好
作者:克里斯琴 在 寒山小径 发贴, 来自 http://www.hjclub.org |
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