Goodbye to you my trusted friend
We ’ve known each other since we were nine or ten
Together we climbed hills and trees
Learned of love and A B C ’s
Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees.
Goodbye my friend it ’s hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that the spring is in the air
Pretty girls are everywhere
Think of me and I ’ll be there
We had joy we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills that we climb were just seasons
Out of time......
我们曾有喜悦，我们曾有欢乐
我们曾有无忧无虑的季节
但是我们爬过的小山
已经被时间遗忘了
Goodbye Papa please pray for me
I was the black sheep of the family
You tried to teach me right from wrong
Too much wine and too much song
Wonder how I got along.
Goodbye Papa its hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that the spring is in the air
Little children everywhere
When you see them I ’ll be there.
We had joy we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song like the seasons
Have all gone.
我们曾有喜悦，我们曾有欢乐
我们曾有无忧无虑的季节
但是酒和歌就像时光一样
已经消散
We had joy we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the stars we could reach
Were just starfish on the beach.
我们曾有喜悦，我们曾有欢乐
我们曾有无忧无虑的季节
但是我们触摸过的星星
已经变成了沙滩上的海星
Goodbye Michelle my little one
You gave me love and helped me find the sun
And every time that I was down
You would always come around
And get my feet back on the ground.
Goodbye Michelle it ’s hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that the spring is in the air
With the flowers everywhere
I wish that we could both be there
再见米歇尔，死亡很难接受
当所有的鸟儿在空中歌唱
春天弥漫在空气中
花儿随处可见
我希望我们都在那儿
We had joy we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills that we climb were just seasons
Out of time......
我们曾有喜悦，我们曾有欢乐
我们曾有无忧无虑的季节
但是我们爬过的小山
已经被时间遗忘了
We had joy we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song like the seasons
Have all gone.
我们曾有喜悦，我们曾有欢乐
我们曾有无忧无虑的季节
但是酒和歌就像时光一样
已经消散
All our lives we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the stars we could reach
Were just starfish on the beach.
我们曾有喜悦，我们曾有欢乐
我们曾有无忧无虑的季节
但是我们触摸过的星星
已经变成了沙滩上的海星作者: adagio 时间: 2006-6-5 12:38 我也来贴一首，a song from the great Broadway show Les Mis -
Empty Chairs at Empty Tables
There is a grief that can't be spoken
There is a pain goes on and on
Empty chairs at empty tables
Now my friends are dead and gone
Here they talked of revolution
Here it was they lit the flame
Here they sang about tomorrow
And tomorrow never came
From the table in the corner
They could see a world reborn
And they rose with voices ringing
I can hear them now
The very words that they have sung
Became their last communion
On the longly barricade at dawn
On my friends, my friends, forgive me
That I live and you are gone
There is grief that can't be spoken
There is a pain goes on and on
Phantom faces at the window
Phantom shadows on the floor
Empty chairs at empty tables
Where my friends will meet no more
Oh my Friends, my friends, don't ask me
What your sacrifice was for
Empty chairs at empty tables
Where my friends will sing no more作者: nyy 时间: 2006-6-13 16:59 我也凑个热闹。贴一首，
I'd Pick More Daisies
By Nadine Stair, age 85
If I had my life to live over,
I'd try and make more mistakes next time.
I would relax.
I would limber up.
I would be sillier than I have been this trip.
I know of very few things I would take seriously.
I would be crazier.
I would be less hygienic.
I would take more chances.
I would take more trips.
I would climb more mountains,
swim more rivers, and watch more sunsets.
I would eat more ice cream and less beans.
I would have more actual troubles and fewer imaginary ones.
You see, I am one of those people who live prophylactically
and sanely and sensibly, hour after hour, day after day.
Oh, I have had my moments and, if I had to do it over again,
I'd have more of them.
In fact, I'd try to have nothing else. Just moments,
one after another, instead of living so many years ahead each day.
I have been one of those people who never go anywhere without
a thermometer, a hot water bottle, a gargle, a raincoat and a parachute.
If I had to do it over again, I would go places and do things
and travel lighter than I have.
If I had my life to liver over, I would start bare-footed earlier
in the spring and stay that way later in the fall.
I would play hooky more.
I wouldn't make such good grades except by accident.
I would ride on more merry-go-rounds.
I'd pick more daisies.
