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发表于 2005-5-19 11:53:00
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摇滚诗人鲍勃迪伦，楼主又开始怀旧了不是，呵呵。。去年好象写了本自传《编年史：卷一》，有机会一定去书店翻翻。。
When she said,
"don\'t waste your words, they\'re just lies,"
I cried she was deaf.
And she worked on my face until breaking my eyes,
Then said, "what else you got left?"
It was then that i got up to leave
But she said, "don\'t forget,
Everybody must give something back
For something they get."
I stood there and hummed,
I tapped on her drum and asked her how come.
And she buttoned her boot,
And straightened her suit,
Then she said, "don\'t get cute."
So i forced my hands in my pockets
And felt with my thumbs,
And gallantly handed her
My very last piece of gum.
She threw me outside,
I stood in the dirt where ev\'ryone walked.
And after finding i\'d
Forgotten my shirt,
I went back and knocked.
I waited in the hallway, she went to get it,
And i tried to make sense
Out of that picture of you in your wheelchair
That leaned up against . . .
Her jamaican rum
And when she did come, i asked her for some.
She said, "no, dear."
I said, "your words aren\'t clear,
You\'d better spit out your gum."
She screamed till her face got so red
Then she fell on the floor,
And i covered her up and then
Thought i\'d go look through her drawer.
And, when i was through
I filled up my shoe
And brought it to you.
And you, you took me in,
You loved me then
You didn\'t waste time.
And i, i never took much,
I never asked for your crutch.
Now don\'t ask for mine。。 |
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