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13 juin One song cheer you upNightingale-By Eagles
Swing on the taps, really cheerful!
I'm hanging on to my peace of mind I just don't know I'm hanging on to those good times, baby Just want to let them roll I'm gonna make it to the light and joy I'll tell you why I got a woman who can take me there the apple of my eye oh, I just don't know, no no, no, no I love her so Don't let me see that morning paper cause I don't need those dues it's just the same old murder movie but they call it the news I'll tell you what would be some story and what would set me free Is if the same thing happened to everybody that just happened to me, oh, I just don't know, no, no, no, no I'll never let her go Every time I hear somebody sneakin' up behind whoa, I turn around but I still hear that sound and just when I'm about to lose my mind Here comes my baby singing like a nightingale Coming my way down along that devastation trail well tell the Lord above she's got a brand of love that cannot fail I'm hanging on to my peace of mind that's no lie I'm hanging on to my special friend the apple of my eye my inspiration, too she's got a lead on my heart and my soul and she knows just what to do oh, I just don't know, no ,no, no, no No, I get so low, and my mind's about to go but wait a minute, here comes my baby singing like a nightingale coming my way down along that devastation trail Well, let the fires burn, let the floods return we will prevail Hanging on to my peace of mind I just don't know 9 juin Before Tibet亲爱的 如果你能原谅我的无知 我甚至不知道地球是圆的 也从没想过 这是一块龟背上的大陆 囚禁在没有黑夜的天堂 沉重的脚镣 每天擦出一样的火花
我知道的西藏 是旅行者口中缥缈的传说 然后它像一个魔咒 把我的每一天 都变得更加漫长
那里的天蓝得扎眼 那里的山川圣洁又宽广 那里的水婴儿的眼眸般清亮 那里有飞得最高的雄鹰 还有如繁星散落的牛羊
离天空最近 离尘埃最远 它是那恼人的藤蔓 在钢筋水泥的坟茔里 时时羁绊我的步伐
从没跨入一座教堂 你给我的力量 比耶和华更加强大 就要冲你来了 做一条歇斯底里的鲑鱼吧 回到最初的故乡 2 juin 青苔青苔长在阴影里 青苔长在下雨天 青苔紧紧攀在石头上 你无法像樟树叶一样采摘 而只有在指甲缝里获得 你的魂魄在空气中弥散 我开始发晕 这就是青苔的味道 跟多年前一样
雨天的时候 你才从阴影里走来 你是阳光的沼泽 各种各样的光芒 从你头顶远远的飘过
看到你 我就要停下 看到你 就不知道去哪 这样的色彩 安静而绝望 我扑扑的心脏 就要从这里 流出汩汩的绿液
大晴天里 一个朝北的窗子 看对面 阳光下发白刺眼的被单 还有皱着眉匆匆而过的男女 你在窗台下安睡吧 微微的呼吸 像最高明的刺客 悄悄穿过 我的心房 |
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