我说你听.....

小叶子

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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＂．
- |. u9 Y7 G. n, [. x: x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．
在孤独无助的时候，是不是有些忏悔．
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．

7 S- v! Z5 y1 P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

+ O9 W5 a* r, H8 g$ D1 ~所以，当你听着十几年前的老歌，嚼着十几年前的心情
' ~( c1 l4 Z5 o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．．．
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沧海月明

加洲旅馆，老鹰乐队——
$ u' @; Z( m2 ]你唱，我听。

billzhao

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
. E* x3 k; Y; n2 A# n" }2 yWarm 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
  H5 C+ a' z' K$ z$ F) w, E1 z' nThere 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’
Then 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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; p( Y/ u* ~' G/ F8 X' `Welcome to the hotel california
% u' u' J% o3 X" x: Z$ C4 m5 LSuch a lovely place
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the hotel california
# ^& N1 _3 R( }Any time of year, you can find it here

0 i% f% ]) E3 U# H$ S$ G5 ZHer mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
% j! ~' _& |  F5 v7 O/ rSome dance to remember, some dance to forget
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7 K  i. Y% b1 S: A7 G" USo I called up the captain,
4 |# }' s* m4 J* u7 G5 A5 ]’please bring me my wine’
0 m8 S) ~0 \6 u0 }, g) K& _: qHe said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
8 e  w+ o: k6 S/ J# U/ vAnd still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...

! {: m1 i: T1 W6 B' K; t- VWelcome to the hotel california
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
' I/ c: i8 z: v1 @7 WThey livin’ it up at the hotel california
& @1 l9 `* q$ J8 G' c  X' JWhat a nice surprise, bring your alibis

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The pink champagne on ice
And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
0 ^2 g+ U4 ?9 K" G7 UAnd in the master’s chambers,
They gathered for the feast
0 v. _. S0 k1 LThe stab it with their steely knives,
9 Y8 R, c% i$ cBut they just can’t kill the beast

" A; d* y7 s; X2 ~: R1 DLast thing I remember, I was
3 L9 G5 W+ f* `* u0 h* W, V0 q7 FRunning for the door
2 S7 W* \* D% _( y2 Y! F; n& HI had to find the passage back
: Y/ s6 a; z  b+ \3 }5 H3 PTo the place I was before
’relax,’ said the night man,
. q: m' S3 f" W. ~5 y* w: C% x5 qWe are programmed to receive.
: m- H# ~' U* s! oYou can checkout any time you like,
( H- z  y; O2 |( m. k) IBut you can never leave!