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演唱者是爱尔兰光头女歌手Sinead O’cornor ,也许很多人不熟悉她,这位歌手有着特例独行的性格,她的女权意识很强,在她认为女人在社会里不该是当时的那种地位,她的音乐就抒发了她的心情。当时欧美的音乐杂志对她的评价不一,很多人说她刻意的出风头,剔光头哗众取宠,而她却不以为然,依然做她的音乐,直到她的音乐被所有人认可,销量达到了超级白金。这个时候那帮垃圾评论杂志和赞助商才醒悟过来,于是开始吹捧,演唱会,访谈等等之类的东西开始出现在她的生活中。Sinead O’cornor后来认为这不是她想要的,她厌倦了这些,于是宣布退出歌坛,就这样,一位另人尊重的歌手香消云逝。。。。。。
A perfect indian is he
Remembering him life is sweet
Like a weeping willow
His face on my pillow
Comes to me still in my dreams
And there i saw a young baby
A beautiful daughter was she
A face from a painting
Red cheeks and teeth aching
Her eyes like a wild irish sea
On a table in her yellow dress
For a photograph feigned happiness
Why in my life is that the only time
That any of you will smile at me
I\'m sailing on this terrible ocean
I\'ve come for my self to retrieve
Too long have i been feeling like lir\'s children
And there\'s only one way to be free
He\'s shy and he speaks quietly
He\'s gentle and he seems to me
Like the elf-arrow
His face worn and harrowed
Is he a daydreamer like me
I\'m sailing on this terrible ocean
I\'ve come for my self to retrieve
Too long have i been feeling like lir\'s children
And there\'s only one way to be free
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