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标签:影评/乐评 |

I was five and he was
six
当我五岁 他六岁
We rode on horses made of sticks
两小无猜 骑木马
He wore black and I wore white
他穿黑衣 我穿白
He would always win the fight
骑马打仗 总他赢
Beng beng, he shot me down
碰,碰,他开枪打我
Beng beng, I hit the ground
碰,碰,我应声落马
Beng beng, that awful sound
碰,碰,可怕的枪声
Beng beng, my baby shot me down
碰,碰,爱人打中我
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标签:随笔/感悟 |
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标签:随笔/感悟 |
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标签:随笔/感悟 |
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标签:随笔/感悟 |