我说你听.....

小叶子

0 F+ K- ]! N+ r2 R  h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＂．
2 E1 E$ y* a/ [0 g9 C+ C$ @3 g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．

- ]. A% c9 ]3 |1 q; {9 X你曾过了几条河，拆过几座桥．
在孤独无助的时候，是不是有些忏悔．
4 ]/ C( k+ C$ i" a. s4 C- g$ Z3 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．
反正明天会更好，没你也一样．

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．
7 @0 c6 Q9 G+ S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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2 [6 V0 {7 H  V( |2 {所以，当你听着十几年前的老歌，嚼着十几年前的心情
4 w. ?4 t5 K. W6 [  i' X( N) o" t9 _希望你懂得感谢十几年前曾有过的真诚
因为，从今，以后，也许不会再有．．．

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
Warm 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
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway;
) @& Z' n- U, P6 ?' z. BI heard the mission bell
% a8 c" e% Y, c/ aAnd I was thinking to myself,
’this could be heaven or this could be hell’
$ q+ }3 i3 ~( @7 A2 c6 sThen she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...
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Welcome to the hotel california
" F7 z  Z7 B0 y& l/ CSuch a lovely place
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the hotel california
Any time of year, you can find it here
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Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
* V. x7 ]2 h4 H1 A  [% pHow they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
4 T9 q, b1 G* H6 N1 g6 i) zSome dance to remember, some dance to forget
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) T' K1 C" z8 }( |; m' s$ J7 zSo I called up the captain,
’please bring me my wine’
& s9 P( k: q: d! a) G( A5 q/ bHe said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
And still those voices are calling from far away,
, o9 M- M1 j6 x6 O* N, ^& j# x. J5 ^Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...
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Welcome to the hotel california
Such a lovely place
( H8 M/ z6 m/ wSuch a lovely face
% d) b1 u+ U! ~* `* x4 o0 L" e1 eThey 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
And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
8 N4 k$ \* I; y% t' \And in the master’s chambers,
They gathered for the feast
The stab it with their steely knives,
( t8 T. t! f9 w  mBut they just can’t kill the beast

& k8 G) y' n* \; }* b$ z8 t5 gLast thing I remember, I was
" c. M: ~: h4 wRunning for the door
3 q9 S% a+ J! [% C( DI had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
’relax,’ said the night man,
We are programmed to receive.
3 y# C) L3 @+ B9 f9 Y( K$ Z/ z) jYou can checkout any time you like,
But you can never leave!