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亲爱的梅里雪山

(2008-11-24 15:57:26)
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亲爱的梅里雪山

 

终于见到你时,我很高兴,可惜未能与你同起,把早餐送到你的床头呢.

憨笑嫣然,错过不该错过的,忠贞喋血的故事,从来没有出现,辜负了小时候看过的武侠和黑帮片。我空有一身功夫,满肚子的江湖义气,却在儿女家务事前,局促得无法施展手脚.我得以见到你的真容,却慌张得来不及许下一个愿望。我的一身才华,满腹的温存,要活活被辜负了呢!你以为我多话,却不知我,和你一样,不言不语,你的风流妩媚我不知道,你也并不曾知道我啊 !

我只是喜欢赖床,所以错过了你的晨光,可是这一切并不表明,我不理解你的好处.我虽然喜爱你,却不一定一直注视着你,我喜欢把你放在心里面.顾左右而言它.

我所知道我们很难再相遇,因为全球经济危机到来了,我赶在它影响我之前,见到了你。我满怀尊严,体面又庄严,活泼又生动地,见到了你。向你说声,你好,梅里!

我多情过了头。你难道不是?你远离尘嚣,十分孤独,不能融化,这一切我都能够知道,梅里,我太多话了。

今天的心情,我要放一首歌给你听,德国的歌特乐队SOPOR,NO ONE IS THERE.不知道是否适合你。所有孤独的山.听不听音乐呢?

NO ONE IS THERE,

http://0001.3q5.com/...th/2006-4/42973725.wma

now and then i'm scared, when i seem to forget
how sounds become words or even sentances...
no, i don't speak anymore and what could i say,
since no-one is there and there is nothing to say...
so, i prefer to lie in darkest silence alone...
listening to the lack of light, or sound,
or someone to talk to, for something to share...
but there is no hope and no-one is there.
no, no, no... not one living soul
and there is nothing (left) to say,
in darkness i lie all alone by myself,
sleeping most of the time to endure the pain.

i am not breathing a word, i haven't spoken for weeks
and yet the mistress inside me is (secretly) straining her ears.
but there is no-one, and it seems to me at times
that with every passing hour another word is leaving my mind...
i am the mistress of loneliness,
my court is deserted but i do not care.
the presence of people is ugly and cold
and something i can neither watch nor bear.
so, i prefer to lie in darkest silence alone,
listening to the lack of light, or sound,
or someone to talk to, for something to share...
but there is no hope and no-one is there.
no, i don't speak anymore and what should i say,
since no-one is there and there is nothing to say?
all is oppressive, alles ist schwer,
there is no-one and
no-one is there...

你听那些柔和古典的吉他。你什么时候会融化,什么时候会融化。你不要你只是一座雪山。你会做梦,你也会梦见我。你梦见众生芸芸,你有时怜悯他们,有时施威于人。大部分时候你只是孤独

你看那个哭泣的歌手。他们多么接近我,有时候,你不要以为哭泣的人不会微笑。他们的笑比谁都甜美。

你看,多么尴尬,多么恍惚,多么绝望.这个时刻,我的一生无法靠近任何人,可是我依然有着热情活下去。仿佛一生不知道愁苦为何物.亲爱的,在入睡前,看看我,看看那些熟睡的人,谁会对你微笑。你只是不能信任任何人。请你梦见我。

 

 

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