我说你听.....

小叶子

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. c  |0 ^8 R" c) c' }1 A很多时候，我们花了太多时间谈爱情，却没真正在意过＂爱惜＂和＂尊重＂．
$ K2 x0 F( P  F因为这个世界渐渐变得独立，所以我们渐渐学会了过河拆桥．

你曾过了几条河，拆过几座桥．
6 Z" V) u4 N! `$ i在孤独无助的时候，是不是有些忏悔．
! i2 |' K. t) T/ n/ @然而你坚信着＂柳暗花明又一村＂，于是你在微弱的忏悔中，继续过着你的河，拆你的桥．
6 p+ ~7 p2 x* z) E! e, ?% s反正明天会更好，没你也一样．

- i. {/ t* L- \; `8 ~: G) r这个世界，执着已经变成过时的造作，迷漫着颓废浪漫的方便面式的爱情和友情．
有人抱着桥柱等待着忘归的良人，路过的人都笑ＴＡ的不合时宜
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所以，当你听着十几年前的老歌，嚼着十几年前的心情
希望你懂得感谢十几年前曾有过的真诚
9 }2 |5 j9 h& _. D7 K: f因为，从今，以后，也许不会再有．．．
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沧海月明

加洲旅馆，老鹰乐队——
你唱，我听。

billzhao

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
, Z# `2 {" `5 w  o8 ?) f0 a9 }0 J5 fWarm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
7 R) l8 v( k1 Y; DI had to stop for the night
6 M* Q, M& U7 d- @There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
’this could be heaven or this could be hell’
: g+ ~$ g+ F! ~- p; z4 {$ ]/ TThen she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
1 N( i. s8 c8 X# {: XI thought I heard them say...

Welcome to the hotel california
" l4 K5 D7 A* q, P6 C8 \Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the hotel california
" D, ?0 r5 I3 N, u+ Y5 w9 \Any time of year, you can find it here
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: t9 }7 Q. v& b0 mHer mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
: {% D+ T& t( B% M) PHow they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
( {" l8 _+ R/ I" T% O$ ^Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
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So I called up the captain,
’please bring me my wine’
He said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
* t: K( @: E5 d9 V2 h# z& Y! v5 ~And still those voices are calling from far away,
7 f: B+ |" ^/ tWake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...

Welcome to the hotel california
" D0 U  J! z. f; RSuch a lovely place
- F( T" Y2 i6 `4 jSuch a lovely face
They livin’ it up at the hotel california
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis
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Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
7 E* [. W! L+ Q, j4 e: q8 ?And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
/ @: w" j/ {. s6 K5 WAnd in the master’s chambers,
  S1 w; D: w1 i9 lThey gathered for the feast
The stab it with their steely knives,
1 L4 ]" R1 |6 t# E* F' l" b0 oBut they just can’t kill the beast

Last thing I remember, I was
, c. ~* S$ O; ?0 H) q8 H8 j1 HRunning for the door
I had to find the passage back
  G$ D2 K( ]% y0 Y9 PTo the place I was before
; L* s/ U+ I5 @. u! U6 B’relax,’ said the night man,
We are programmed to receive.
You can checkout any time you like,
2 I: h! v. P1 C' e+ D+ C" q' B, {# L# U& DBut you can never leave!