下午Saint-Lazare两条火车线路都不通,只能打消了去卢森堡公园的念头。
开着msn聊天,听了一下午The tellers的歌。
很喜欢那几句,
I'm like a king without his queen,
Like the poet without the spleen...
犹如初次听到Bizarre Love Tiangle的感觉,轻快自然,调皮的发音。
2008年3月30日星期日
The Tellers - Hands full of ink
2007年6月9日星期六
Mondo Bongo
9点被快递叫醒,睡眼惺忪地冲到楼下,收到预期的包裹。
回到家里洗澡,烤蛋糕。
在乱糟糟的房间里整理出一块地方来吃早饭。
前几天工作拼命,每天喝下不止5杯咖啡。居然还活着。
决定周末只喝茶。
下午打国际长途。
嫂嫂说起心仪的Longchamp经典pliage,一口答应买来送她。
和妈妈还有Beney打电话。
忍不住喝掉一壶淡咖啡。
傍晚最终出门走了一圈,得意地穿着新衫新鞋。在小菜场买了西瓜,香蕉和番茄。又去超市买冰激淋。
晚上又可以Bourgeois一下,吃Macaron,喝Darjeeling。
在网上找到"史密夫对史密妻"的插曲-Mondo Bongo,摇摆的拉丁风格,这真叫性感。
Mondo Bongo
Joe Strummer & The Mescaleros
I was patrolling a Pachinko
Nude noodle model parlor in the Nefarious zone
Hanging out with insects under ducting
The C.I.A was on the phone
Well, such is life
Latino caribo, mondo bongo
The flower looks good in your hair
Latino caribo, mondo bongo
Nobody said it was fair, oh
Latino caribo, mondo bongo
The flower looks good in your hair
Latino caribo, mondo bongo
Nobody said it was fair
Latino caribo, mondo bongo
The flower looks good in your hair
Latino caribo, mondo bongo
Nobody said it was fair
For the Zapatistas I’ll rob my sisters
Of all the curtain and lace
Down at the bauxite mine
You get your own uniform
Have lunchtimes off
Take a monorail to your home
Checkmate, baby
God bless us and our home
Where ever we roam
Now take us home, flaquito
Latino caribo, mondo bongo
The flower looks good in your hair
Latino caribo, mondo bongo
Nobody said it was fair
Latino caribo, mondo bongo
The flower looks good in your hair
Latino caribo, mondo bongo
Nobody said it was fair
2004年5月16日星期日
BIZARRE LOVE TRIANGLE /Frente
Every time I think of you
I get a shot right through
Into a bolt of blue
It's no problem of mine
But it's a problem I find
Living the life that I can't leave behind
There's no sense in telling me
The wisdom of a fool won't set you free
But that's the way that it goes
And it's what nobody knows
And every day my confusion grows
Every time I see you falling
I get down on my knees and pray
I'm waiting for the final moment
You say the words that I can't say
I feel fine and I feel good
I feel like I never should
Whenever I get this way
I just don't know what to say
Why can't we be ourselves like we were yesterday
I'm not sure what this could mean
I don't think you're what you seem
I do admit to myself
That if I hurt someone else
Then I'll never see just what we're meant to be
Every time I see you falling
I get down on my knees and pray
I'm waiting for the final moment
You'll say the words that I can't say
Every time I see you falling
I'll get down on my knees and pray
I'm waiting for the final moment
You'll say the words that I can't say
2004年4月3日星期六
My name is Elisa Day
请切换至地下铁咖啡店首页,换至第四首歌Where the wild roses grow,
然后开始看这个故事
野玫瑰长在何方
他们叫我野玫瑰,但是我的名字是Elisa Day
我不知道他们为什么这么叫我,因为我的名字是Elisa Day
第一天见到,我就知道她是唯一
当她看着我的眼睛并且微笑,她的嘴唇是玫瑰的颜色
那些长在河边的玫瑰,血红的,野气的
当他敲响我的门走进房间,在他坚定的拥抱中我的战栗平息了
他将是我的第一个男人,他用手轻轻
擦去从我脸上划落的泪水
第二天我带给她一朵花,她比我曾经见过的女人都要美丽
我说:你是否知道何处的野玫瑰长得如此甜美,鲜红和自由?
第二天他带来一朵孤独的红玫瑰,说:你是否愿意把你的失落和悲伤交给我
我点点头, 在床上躺下
他说:如果我指给你看那些玫瑰你是否会跟我来?
第三天他带我去了那条河边,让我看那些玫瑰然后我们接吻
我最后听到的是一句呢喃,当他手里拿着一块石头笑着站在我上面
最后一天我带她到野玫瑰生长的地方
她躺在河提上,连风也轻飘得不敢惊动她
当我向她吻别,我说"美的归宿是死亡"
我种了一朵玫瑰在她唇间
这是我听过最悲伤的歌。
一直记着那句话:All beauty must die.