Lake of Autumn 秋之湖
如果不是因为这样的声音……
都市的黄昏,一颗慌乱的心在拥挤的街头跌跌撞撞。忽然,一种声音侵入耳膜,很哀婉,很凄美。驻足良久,一任清泪潸然……哦,我那不知去向的情人,当红叶再度翻飞的时候,你可知道在都市的一角,竟然有这样的一种情结。
I remember quite clearly now when the story happened. The autumn leaves were floating in measure down to the ground, recovering the lake, where we used to swim like children, under the sun was there to shine. That time we used to be happy. Well, I thought we were. But the truth was that you had been longing to leave me, not daring to tell me. On that precious night, watching the lake, vaguely conscious, you said:“Our story is ending.”
The rain was killing the last days⌒of summer. You had been killing my last breath of love, since a long time ago. I still don’t think I’m gonna make⌒it through another love story. You took⌒it all⌒away from me. And there I stand; I knew I was going to be the one left behind. But still I’m watching the lake, vaguely conscious, and I know my life is ending.
我仍清晰地记得故事发生的时候。秋叶翻飞,飘落一地。我们曾经孩子般戏水畅游过小湖盖满落叶,在阳光下闪着光。那时我们幸福过。哦,我是这样认为的。可事实上你早就想离开我,只是不敢告诉我罢了。在那美丽的夜晚,眼望湖水,恍惚中听见你说:“我们的故事已到了尽头。”
雨水扼杀着所剩无几的夏日,而你很久以来也扼杀着我奄奄一息的爱。我仍不认为自己会再去经历另一段爱情故事。你把一切都带走了。我只有悄然伫立,早已明白自己将会是那个被遗弃的人。而我依然凝望着湖水,恍惚中,生命正离我而去。
疯狂点评:如此美妙的一篇小短文,清新的气息扑面而来,时而沉重,时而感伤……tom强烈推荐把它背下来,用你最自信的口语,用你最深刻的理解把它反复地诵读,那是一种享受……