I dreamed a dream in time gone by,
When hope was high and life, worth living.
I dreamed that love would never die,
I dreamed that God would be forgiving.
Then I was young and unafraid,
And dreams were made and used and wasted.
There was no ransom to be paid,
No song unsung, no wine, untasted.
But the tigers come at night,
With their voices soft as thunder,
As they tear your hope apart,
And they turn your dream to shame.
And still I dream he'll come to me,
That we will live the years together,
But there are dreams that cannot be,
And there are storms we cannot weather!
I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I'm living,
So different now from what it seemed...
Now life has killed the dream I dreamed...
作者: 一元 时间: 2009-4-25 17:47 “我带上耳机,静静地听苏姗的歌,居然也听得泪流满面。”
不好意思承认一下,这段视频时看到最好,发现自己也是泪水盈眶作者: 虔谦 时间: 2009-4-25 22:42 为力,谢谢转载。那一天,我儿子也叫我一定必须看那个节目。我儿子一般不怎么和我分享东西,代沟么。我也看了。回头,我也把这个转走。这样的事情,在哪里都会感动和激励人。作者: weili 时间: 2009-5-3 12:54 Susan Boyle The Way We Were 1984