在蟒绿的海涛间,不自主的在浮沉…… 喔,我迫切的想望 你的来临,想望 那一朵神奇的优昙 开上时间的顶尖! 你为什么不来,忍心的! 你明知道,我知道你知道, 你这不来于我是致命的一击, 打死我生命中乍放的阳春, 教坚实如矿里的铁的黑暗, 压迫我的思想与呼吸; 打死可怜的希冀的嫩芽, 把我,囚犯似的,交付给 妒与愁苦,生的羞惭 与绝望的惨酷。 这也许是痴。竟许是痴。 我信我确然是痴;
但我不能转拨一支已然定向的舵, 万方的风息都不容许我犹豫── 我不能回头,运命驱策着我!
我也知道这多半是走向 毁灭的路,但 为了你,为了你, 我什么都甘愿; 这不仅我的热情, 我的仅有理性亦如此说。 痴!想磔碎一个生命的纤微 为要感动一个女人的心! 想博得的,能博得的,至多是 她的一滴泪, 她的一声漠然的冷笑; 但我也甘愿,即使 我粉身的消息传到 她心里,如同传给 一块顽石,她把我看作 一只地穴里的鼠,一条虫, 我还是甘愿!
痴到了真,是无条件的, 上帝也无法调回一个 痴定了的心如同一个将军 有时调回已上死线的士兵。 枉然,一切都是枉然, 你的不来是不容否认的实在, 虽则我心里烧着泼旺的火, 饥渴着你的一切,
你的发,你的笑,你的手脚; 任何的痴想与祈祷 不能缩短一小寸 你我间的距离! 户外的昏黄已然 凝聚成夜的乌黑, 树枝上挂着冰雪, 鸟雀们典去了它们的啁啾, 沉默是这一致穿孝的宇宙。 钟上的针不断的比着 玄妙的手势,像是指点, 像是同情,像的嘲讽, 每一次到点的打动,我听来是
我自己的心的 活埋的丧钟。
I want you (我等候你) I want you, I was painful, I want you laugh like flame, You have to flexible Yao Shen, Your hair on the Feixing his eyes; I Mizui in the fall of the atmosphere, Like an island,
Green python in the Hai-tao, involuntary of the PM10…… Oh, I urgent aspirations Your arrival, aspirations It's a wonderful gifted Tan Opened on time for the top! Why do not you, bear!
That you know, I know you know, This is not to you in my fatal blow, At first my life killed in the solo release, If the solid iron ore in the dark,
I am thinking of the oppression and respiratory; Killed the bud hope of the poor, To me, like prisoners, delivered to the
Envy and Chouku, health ashamed and embarrassed Canku and despair.
This is perhaps Filthy. Hsu has a Filthy. I believe I am indeed is Filthy;
But I can not transfer an already directed the rudder, Home wind income do not allow me to hesitate -- I can not go back, Wan Ming drive me! I also know that most of this trend Destruction of the road, but To you, to you, What I have willingly;
This is not only my enthusiasm, The only reason I also say so. Filthy! Zhe broken to a life of the fiber
In order to move a woman's heart! Would like to win and can win, is up to Her Yidi Lei,
She's out of indifference sneer; But I am also willing, even if I powder are passed on the news A Wandan, she as I Xue Li, a mouse, a pest, I was willing!
Filthy to the true, unconditional, God can not be transferred back to a Filthy set the heart like a general
Sometimes transferred back to the line has been dead soldiers. To no avail, and all are to no avail, You can not really can not be denied, While I was busy throwing burning fire, All of your thirst,
Your hair, your smile, your hands and feet; Any Chixiang and prayer Can not reduce a small-inch The distance between you and me! Outdoor Hunhuang already Chengye of the black pool, Snow hung on tree branches, Niaoque Code to have their chirp,
This silence is consistent Chuanxiao of the universe. 10 minutes on the needle than a constant Xuan Miao gestures, such as guidance, Like sympathy, like a mockery,
Each time the point of the move, I was listening to My own heart
The death knell buried alive. [1]
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