我好的很快
在这个清晨,当罗杰·沃特斯Roger Waters低沉的歌声静静的环绕
一如遥远的过去,带着怀念,带着遗憾,带着回忆的释然.
虽然很哀伤,却又带着些许的温暖.
不忘记过去而活下去的话,一定比较好.
面对确实很难过,在那一个晚上,我确实是崩溃了.
可是,在清晨的阳光里,一个人贴在玻璃上看着的窗外的清冷
虽然很孤独却有些什么东西开始溶化.
昨天晚上,我微笑了,
短暂的心慌过去后,我像和一个老朋友一般
平静的和他说着.
我不知道电脑对面的他是什么表情
不知道他有着怎样的心情.
这就是现实.他不是我的,他是别人的.
我好的比我自己想的还要快
不想装深情,只是想着,至少可以像朋友般
看到他,偶尔说一下话.
Come hold me now
I am not gone
I would not leave you here alone
In this dead calm beneath the waves
I can still hear those lost boys calling
You could not speak
You were afraid
To take the risk of being left again
And so you tipped your hat and waved and then
You turned back up the gangway of that steel tomb again
And in Mott street in July
When I hear those seabirds cry
I hold the child
The child in the man
The child that we leave behind
And in Mott street in July
When she hears the seabirds cry
She holds the child
The child in the man
The child that we leave behind
The spotlight fades
The boys disband
The final notes lie mute upon the sand
And in the silence of the grave
I can still hear those lost boys calling
We left them there
When they were young
The men were gone until the west was won
And now there''s nothing left but time to kill
You never took us fishin'' dad and now you never will
And in Mott street in July
When she hears the seabirds cry
She holds the child
The child in the man
The child that we leave behind