我说你听.....

小叶子

' l- ?6 m9 m2 s很多时候，我们花了太多时间谈爱情，却没真正在意过＂爱惜＂和＂尊重＂．
; Z1 c  Q; r% J! b* [3 w& R因为这个世界渐渐变得独立，所以我们渐渐学会了过河拆桥．
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! J& J* J. X# ^你曾过了几条河，拆过几座桥．
在孤独无助的时候，是不是有些忏悔．
然而你坚信着＂柳暗花明又一村＂，于是你在微弱的忏悔中，继续过着你的河，拆你的桥．
: h5 @2 r; a; o3 Y反正明天会更好，没你也一样．

4 J7 l1 d% ~. h) \* N这个世界，执着已经变成过时的造作，迷漫着颓废浪漫的方便面式的爱情和友情．
有人抱着桥柱等待着忘归的良人，路过的人都笑ＴＡ的不合时宜
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& k3 z, ]1 I4 x2 A! F所以，当你听着十几年前的老歌，嚼着十几年前的心情
' O' y: D! |7 O4 x# i  W希望你懂得感谢十几年前曾有过的真诚
因为，从今，以后，也许不会再有．．．
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沧海月明

加洲旅馆，老鹰乐队——
你唱，我听。

billzhao

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
* Z$ z+ D, L/ |Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
9 e- j6 B0 `% E9 QThere she stood in the doorway;
8 {4 K* Z+ ^/ W. mI heard the mission bell
. x$ p  d; k# W7 ^And I was thinking to myself,
1 T$ p5 f0 ]% q# \& K’this could be heaven or this could be hell’
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
7 R  l0 e0 n& Y; V& k- c1 G' BThere were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...
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, n1 i, k2 {, @Welcome to the hotel california
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
+ X2 U0 X1 e* J% V7 yPlenty of room at the hotel california
' K& r4 I1 m: dAny time of year, you can find it here

Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends
8 M( [& k: g0 D* Q- yShe got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
# J4 G' k; w/ \( W/ BHow they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

* M$ ]3 }; E& RSo I called up the captain,
3 A& O9 \. x+ n3 t5 ]’please bring me my wine’
He said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
, P% z# C8 N1 JAnd still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...
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Welcome to the hotel california
Such a lovely place
( {% g+ b7 p( o5 k! ^9 H0 M4 bSuch a lovely face
" S0 o, i, I3 bThey livin’ it up at the hotel california
% z3 e7 @! G8 @8 }5 r9 o! \What a nice surprise, bring your alibis
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6 H$ _' i# h2 \6 R0 G* T2 fMirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
$ z/ ]0 B& ?3 F% J0 H5 [7 X! K$ uAnd in the master’s chambers,
They gathered for the feast
The stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can’t kill the beast
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$ n# f4 [$ V& C/ Z& lLast thing I remember, I was
0 V  q3 q& a! t' _9 hRunning for the door
I had to find the passage back
4 J4 |. a% o& D* h; F0 b5 O) H: GTo the place I was before
; D/ ?( Q( `  i' \’relax,’ said the night man,
" h& Y, p3 l9 @7 h7 \% ^3 SWe are programmed to receive.
+ M* C0 n0 W6 ]+ dYou can checkout any time you like,
" r) U, G2 W& I3 w  t' F$ hBut you can never leave!