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A Perfect Indian
——Sinead O'Cornner
A Perfect Indian is he 他就是那个英俊的印地安人
Remembering him life is sweet 他让我的生命变得美好
Like a weeping willow 像那轻舞的垂柳
His face on my pillow 枕边浮现他的脸庞
Comes to me still in my dreams 梦里出现他的样子
And there I saw a young baby 那里，有一个女子
A beautiful daughter was she 那么美丽的女子就是她
A face from a painting 有着油画中的面容
Red cheeks and teeth aching 红润的脸颊，带着一丝牙疼
Her eyes like a wild Irish sea 双眸好似宽阔的爱尔兰海
On a table in her yellow dress 着一袭黄裙坐在桌边
For a photograph feigned happiness 佯装快乐地照一张相
Why in my life is that the only time 我的生命里
That any of you will smile at me 为何唯有这次你才对我微笑
I'm sailing on this terrible ocean 在这片悲伤的海洋里，我徜徉
I've come for my self to retrieve 为了找寻我自己
Too long have I been feeling like Lir's children 那个很久以来都像是里尔孩子的自己
And there's only one way to be free 只有那样我才能做回自己
He's shy and he speaks quietly 他羞怯，他总是低声细语
He's gentle and he seems to me 他温文而雅
Like the elf-arrow 对我却像一把精灵的箭矢
His face worn and harrowed 看到他的脸憔悴忧愁
Is he a daydreamer like me 我却梦寐以求
I'm sailing on this terrible ocean 在这片悲伤的海洋里，我徜徉
I've come for my self to retrieve 为了找寻我自己
Too long have I been feeling like Lir's children 那个很久以来都像是里尔孩子的自己
And there's only one way to be free 只有那样我才能做回自己
http://www.56.com/w?v=NjI1NDgwNQ.html
A Perfect Indian
——Sinead O'Cornner
A Perfect Indian is he 他就是那个英俊的印地安人
Remembering him life is sweet 他让我的生命变得美好
Like a weeping willow 像那轻舞的垂柳
His face on my pillow 枕边浮现他的脸庞
Comes to me still in my dreams 梦里出现他的样子
And there I saw a young baby 那里，有一个女子
A beautiful daughter was she 那么美丽的女子就是她
A face from a painting 有着油画中的面容
Red cheeks and teeth aching 红润的脸颊，带着一丝牙疼
Her eyes like a wild Irish sea 双眸好似宽阔的爱尔兰海
On a table in her yellow dress 着一袭黄裙坐在桌边
For a photograph feigned happiness 佯装快乐地照一张相
Why in my life is that the only time 我的生命里
That any of you will smile at me 为何唯有这次你才对我微笑
I'm sailing on this terrible ocean 在这片悲伤的海洋里，我徜徉
I've come for my self to retrieve 为了找寻我自己
Too long have I been feeling like Lir's children 那个很久以来都像是里尔孩子的自己
And there's only one way to be free 只有那样我才能做回自己
He's shy and he speaks quietly 他羞怯，他总是低声细语
He's gentle and he seems to me 他温文而雅
Like the elf-arrow 对我却像一把精灵的箭矢
His face worn and harrowed 看到他的脸憔悴忧愁
Is he a daydreamer like me 我却梦寐以求
I'm sailing on this terrible ocean 在这片悲伤的海洋里，我徜徉
I've come for my self to retrieve 为了找寻我自己
Too long have I been feeling like Lir's children 那个很久以来都像是里尔孩子的自己
And there's only one way to be free 只有那样我才能做回自己
