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Pink Floyd - Wish You Were Here
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So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, ÄÇô ÄÇôÄãÈÏΪÄã¿ÉÒÔÇø·ÖÌìÌÃÓëµØÓü
blue skies from pain. ´ÓÉËÍ´Öн«À¶Ìì·ÖÀë
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? ´Ó±ùÀäµÄ´¬Ö»ÖÐÇø·Ö³öһƬÂ̵Ø
A smile from a veil? ´ÓÃæÉ´Öбæ±ð³öЦÈÝ
Do you think you can tell? ÄãÈÏΪÄãÄÜ×öµ½Âð
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts? »¹ÓÐ ËûÃÇÊÇ·ñÁîÄãÒÔħ¹í»»µÃÓ¢ÐÛ
Hot ashes for trees? ÓÃÖËÈȵĻҽýÀ´½»»»Ò»Æ¬Ê÷ÁÖ
Hot air for a cool breeze? ÓùöÌÌµÄ¿ÕÆøÀ´½»»»±ùÀäµÄºÍ·ç
Cold comfort for change? Óý©ÀäµÄÊæÊÊÀ´»»µÃij¸ö»úÓö
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war ²¢ÇÒÄþÔ¸ÔÚÕ½·ýÓªÖÐ×öÒ»¸öÁìµ¼Õß
for a lead role in a cage? Ò²²»Ô¸ÔÚÕ½ÕùÖо¡µ½×Ô¼ºÆ½·²µÄÖ°Ôð
How I wish, how I wish you were here. ÎÒÊǶàôϣÍû ¶àôϣÍûÄãÔÚÕâÀï
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, ÎÒÃÇÖ»ÊÇÁ½¸öʧÂäµÄÁé»ê ÔÚÓã³ØÖÐÓÎß®
year after year, Ä긴һÄê
Running over the same old ground. ÔÚͬÑù¹ÅÀϵÄÍÁµØÉÏÅܹý
What have you found? ÎÒÃÇ·¢ÏÖÁËʲô
The same old fears. Ö»ÊÇÏàͬµÄ¹ÅÀϿ־å
Wish you were here. Ï£ÍûÄãÔÚÕâÀï |
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