c**m
发帖数: 1632 | 1 记得很久以前，在闹市小街边的意式饭馆里跟一个女孩吃饭。两个人坐在窗边，窗外是
沉沉的夜色，一直铺到远方。点的几道小菜分别是煎芝士Scamorza，用的是腊肠味的
Smoke mozzarella，海鲜面Linguine del pescatore，三文鱼蝴蝶粉Farfalle con
Salmone，饭后甜点是常见的提拉米苏。饭馆里意裔很多，grazie声不断，仿佛身处异
域。音乐也很应景，是Sting的Englishman in New York。一直喜欢Sting的英文歌，他
的一句＂I am an alien＂，扰动了心头无尽的思绪。异域，流浪，逃避，追求漂泊无
根的生活，躲不开的却是流浪者的乡愁。
Englishman In New York
I don't drink coffee I take tea my dear
I like my toast done on the side
And you can hear it in my accent when I talk
I'm an Englishman in New York
See me walking down Fifth Avenue
A walking cane here at my side
I take it everywhere I walk
I'm an Englishman in New York
I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
If "manners maketh man" as someone said
Then he's the hero of the day
It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile
Be yourself no matter what they say
I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
Modesty, propriety can lead to notoriety
You could end up as the only one
Gentleness, sobriety are rare in this society
At night a candle's brighter than the sun
Takes more than combat gear to make a man
Takes more than license for a gun
Confront your enemies, avoid them when you can
A gentleman will walk but never run
If "manners maketh man" as someone said
Then he's the hero of the day
It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile
Be yourself no matter what they say
I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
有时在车里远行，回旋不断地听Sting的＂Shape of my heart＂。个性就是这样吧，喜
欢的就一直喜欢，每次听到都有不同的感受。或许是濒于autism的痴迷，拙于言辞的我
，拒绝接受改变，沉迷于自己的世界，寻找着世界创造之前自己的面孔。意识，行为里
的种种，都是在出牌，spade，club，diamond，金钱、权力、名气、欲望，世界是一个
隐喻的游戏，可什么才是内心真正的形状？一个梦想的世界已经远去，天空清澈的水晶
裂成碎片，瞬间的闪电，永久的玫瑰。你问我，分得清吗？在流逝的故事里，每个人都
有不同的面具，自己调制着安慰剂，然而镜中人到底是谁？你能分得清么？
He deals the cards as a meditation
And those he plays never suspect
He doesn't play for the money he wins
He don't play for respect
He deals the cards to find the answer
The sacred geometry of chance
The hidden law of a probable outcome
The numbers lead a dance
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
He may play the jack of diamonds
He may lay the queen of spades
He may conceal a king in his hand
While the memory of it fades
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
That's not the shape
The shape of my heart
If I told her that I loved you
You'd maybe think there's something wrong
I'm not a man of too many faces
The mask I wear is one
But those who speak know nothing
And find out to their cost
Like those who curse their luck in too many places
And those who fear are lost
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
That's not the shape of my heart
That's not the shape
The shape of my heart | p*******s
发帖数: 688 | | wh
发帖数: 141625 | 3 我也曾对an englishman in new york很有感触。dubliners里也有很多身处闹市、我心
孤独的描写。
你的回忆里都是女孩……呵呵。
【在 c**m 的大作中提到】
: 记得很久以前，在闹市小街边的意式饭馆里跟一个女孩吃饭。两个人坐在窗边，窗外是
: 沉沉的夜色，一直铺到远方。点的几道小菜分别是煎芝士Scamorza，用的是腊肠味的
: Smoke mozzarella，海鲜面Linguine del pescatore，三文鱼蝴蝶粉Farfalle con
: Salmone，饭后甜点是常见的提拉米苏。饭馆里意裔很多，grazie声不断，仿佛身处异
: 域。音乐也很应景，是Sting的Englishman in New York。一直喜欢Sting的英文歌，他
: 的一句＂I am an alien＂，扰动了心头无尽的思绪。异域，流浪，逃避，追求漂泊无
: 根的生活，躲不开的却是流浪者的乡愁。
: Englishman In New York
: I don't drink coffee I take tea my dear
: I like my toast done on the side
| i***h
发帖数: 12655 | 4 你被诊断是自闭？
【在 c**m 的大作中提到】
: 记得很久以前，在闹市小街边的意式饭馆里跟一个女孩吃饭。两个人坐在窗边，窗外是
: 沉沉的夜色，一直铺到远方。点的几道小菜分别是煎芝士Scamorza，用的是腊肠味的
: Smoke mozzarella，海鲜面Linguine del pescatore，三文鱼蝴蝶粉Farfalle con
: Salmone，饭后甜点是常见的提拉米苏。饭馆里意裔很多，grazie声不断，仿佛身处异
: 域。音乐也很应景，是Sting的Englishman in New York。一直喜欢Sting的英文歌，他
: 的一句＂I am an alien＂，扰动了心头无尽的思绪。异域，流浪，逃避，追求漂泊无
: 根的生活，躲不开的却是流浪者的乡愁。
: Englishman In New York
: I don't drink coffee I take tea my dear
: I like my toast done on the side
| f*****n
发帖数: 12752 | |
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