明亮的眼睛

那晚,大风.
风的呼啸中,隐隐约约有个别样的声音.扑捉到了,是风铃.
不疾不徐,简洁单纯,沉静悠扬.我竟再听不见风的呼啸,只有风铃的歌唱.
原来音乐也不一定要人的创作,大自然自会以它的方式给我们.

但有些歌一定是从人心里流出的.
比如这支.久久地听许多遍.有种洗去铅华的美,有种忧而不伤的美,有种时光淡淡远去,却韶华不老的美,还有种回归故乡,重温纯真的美.
其实,每个人无论走了多远,走了多久,心底深处都会有双明亮的眼睛


Is it a kind of dream?

floating out on the tide

Following the river of death downstream

Oh, is it a dream?

There's a fog along the horizon

A strange glow in the sky

And nobody seems to know where you go

And what does it mean?

Oh, oh, is it a dream?

 

Is it a kind of shadow,

reaching into the night

Wandering over the hills unseen

Or is it a dream?

There's a high wind in the trees

A cold sound in the air

And nobody seems to know where you go

And where do you start

Oh, oh, into the dark

 

Bright eyes, burning like fire

Bright eyes, how can they close and fail?

How can the light that burnt so brightly

Bright eyes




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