冬天的傍晚

成长的过程是一个破茧成蝶的过程。年少的轻狂、白日放歌、纵意,随着尝遍世间毒草而克制、温润、收敛。不再向似水流年索取,而是向光阴贡献渐次低温的心。那些稍纵即逝的美都被记得,那些暴烈的邪恶渐次被遗忘。与生活化干戈为玉帛,任意东西,风烟俱净,不问因果。——路遥

golden-leaves
曲名:Golden Leaves
歌手:Passenger
所属专辑:Whispers
发行年代:2014
风格:民谣,独立音乐
介绍:Passenger是一支以英伦风为主,夹杂电子和民谣的多风格乐队,传达着略带悲情的英格兰风情,成立于英格兰Brighton。
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MV:
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展开歌词


Do you remember how this first begun?
你是否还记得我们的最初
Teeth were white and our skin was young
唇红齿皓,青春年幼
Eyes as bright as the Spanish Sun
一双明目宛如那浩日
We had nothing we could hide
二人互诉衷肠,不曾遮掩
Now my dear we are two golden leaves
亲爱的,如今我们就像两片黄叶
Clinging desperately to winter trees
舞随枯木,无可奈何
Got up here like a pair of thieves
妄想如盗贼般远走高飞
While the sirens blare outside
现实却如囹圄,包围你我
What's left to say when every word's been spoken?
若沉默再无休止,是否已经说无可说
What's left to see when our eyes won't open?
若彼此瞑目在即,是否终亦看无可看
What's left to do when we've lost all hope and
若内心万念俱灰,是否注定无心行挽
What's left to break when our hearts are broken?
若肝肠含恨寸断,是否再痛不过如此
But sometimes...
可是,有些时候啊···
Do you remember how this started out?
你可还记得故事的伊始?
So full of hope and now we're filled with doubt
本是心怀憧憬,谁料身屈迷茫
A dirty joke we used to laugh about
不拘言笑的我们曾经何等快乐
But it's not funny anymore
个中趣味,怎堪日子消磨
I fear I choke unless I spit it out
满腔苦楚令我窒息难耐
Still smell of smoke. although the fire's gone out
现实似火将熄,往昔如烟未散
Can't live with you. but I die without
有你我难再继续,但无你我宁愿终局
What's left to say when every word's been spoken?
若沉默再无休止,是否已经说无可说
What's left to see when our eyes won't open?
若彼此瞑目在即,是否终亦看无可看
What's left to do when we've lost all hope and
若内心万念俱灰,是否注定无心行挽
What's left to break when our hearts are broken?
若肝肠含恨寸断,是否再痛不过如此
But sometimes...
可是,有些时候啊···
What's left to say when every word's been spoken?
若沉默再无休止,是否已经说无可说
What's left to see when our eyes won't open?
若彼此瞑目在即,是否终亦看无可看
What's left to do when we've lost all hope and
若内心万念俱灰,是否注定无心行挽
What's left to break when our hearts are broken?
若肝肠含恨寸断,是否再痛不过如此
But sometimes...
可是,有些时候啊···

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冬天的傍晚

文/韩东

冬天的傍晚
他躺在一张床上
将睡未睡之际
忽然有感于心
有什么悄然来临
有质无形
就像是滋味
或者某段生活的底蕴
一些热烈的话语
他不解其意
明净温暖的空间中
似有柳絮飘动
自由、青春这样的概念
依然湿润
曾经有过的感动
依然没有离开
泪腺依然发达
脸儿多么光洁
辉映在童年的阳光中
像动物那么无辜

韩东,诗人、作家。著有小说集《西天上》《我的柏拉图》《我们的身体》,长篇小说《扎根》《我和你》,诗集《吉祥的老虎》《爸爸在天上看我》,诗文集《交叉跑动》,散文《爱情力学》,访谈录《毛焰访谈录》等。其作品被译成多种文字。

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