酷我-北美枫

[Blue Ice]

The Cloud

I am the cloud, a piece of cloud
I don’t know where did I come from?
And where can I stay?
I forget that which was my mother language
And where is my country
Let me forget about my body,
and let it be as light as a leaf in the wind
Oh, I want to become a piece of cloud, to flow in the sky

[[FAFAFA]]

The Cloud

I am the cloud, a piece of cloud
I don’t know where did I come from?
And where can I stay?
I forget that which was my mother language
And where is my country
Let me forget about my body,
and let it be as light as a leaf in the wind
Oh, I want to become a piece of cloud, to flow in the sky

[Blue Ice]

The Cloud (2)

Why do you sing for a stone?
Could it be true that you don’t know the stone is cold?
Why do you sing for a bird?
Is it possible that you don’t know the bird will fly?

I hear the song under the moon
I saw everything in dark blue

Picked a wind-bell to stuff my ears
And looked at you from far away. Oh! My Muse
I know you are upset
But what could I do?

If the smile is the breathing
Well then, the tears will be the softest rain
If the sun is a stove
Then, the moon is the eye that stares at you

But tonight there is only the cloud
This is the only thing I can do
To wrap the pain of separation with cotton

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The Cloud (2)

Why do you sing for a stone?
Could it be true that you don’t know the stone is cold?
Why do you sing for a bird?
Is it possible that you don’t know the bird will fly?

I hear the song under the moon
I saw everything in dark blue

Picked a wind-bell to stuff my ears
And looked at you from far away. Oh! My Muse
I know you are upset
But what could I do?

If the smile is the breathing
Well then, the tears will be the softest rain
If the sun is a stove
Then, the moon is the eye that stares at you

But tonight there is only the cloud
This is the only thing I can do
To wrap the pain of separation with cotton

[朱新魁]

If the smile is the breathing
Well then, the tears will be the softest rain
If the sun is a stove
Then, the moon is the eye that stares at you

But tonight there is only the cloud

[[FAFAFA]]

If the smile is the breathing
Well then, the tears will be the softest rain
If the sun is a stove
Then, the moon is the eye that stares at you

But tonight there is only the cloud

[白水]

朱斑, 经你一改, 这诗歌拓宽了想象的空间, 也 拓宽了心绪. 又一番意境. 好!

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朱斑, 经你一改, 这诗歌拓宽了想象的空间, 也 拓宽了心绪. 又一番意境. 好!

[Blue Ice]

谢谢朱新魁, 贴一段英语诗坛的评论在这, 也算东西方文化交流吧:
Man, know how frustrating it is to read something good and have that nagging feeling that you've heard something like it somewhere else? That's me. I think with some work this could be made into a decent blues song. Kind of strikes a chord, hear what I'm saying?

由于文化背景不同, 我不能完全理解回帖人的心态, 但看得出TA从诗中读出了太多的伤感. 看来我是应剪掉那个小尾巴, 让诗歌欢快点

The Cloud (2)

Why do you sing for a stone?
Could it be true that you don’t know the stone is cold?
Why do you sing for a bird?
Is it possible that you don’t know the bird will fly?

I hear the song under the moon
I saw everything in dark blue

Picked a wind-bell to stuff my ears
And looked at you from far away. Oh! My Muse
I know you are upset
But what could I do?

If the smile is the breathing
Well then, the tears will be the softest rain
If the sun is a stove
Then, the moon is the eye that stares at you

But tonight there is only the cloud

[[FAFAFA]]

谢谢朱新魁, 贴一段英语诗坛的评论在这, 也算东西方文化交流吧:
Man, know how frustrating it is to read something good and have that nagging feeling that you've heard something like it somewhere else? That's me. I think with some work this could be made into a decent blues song. Kind of strikes a chord, hear what I'm saying?

由于文化背景不同, 我不能完全理解回帖人的心态, 但看得出TA从诗中读出了太多的伤感. 看来我是应剪掉那个小尾巴, 让诗歌欢快点

The Cloud (2)

Why do you sing for a stone?
Could it be true that you don’t know the stone is cold?
Why do you sing for a bird?
Is it possible that you don’t know the bird will fly?

I hear the song under the moon
I saw everything in dark blue

Picked a wind-bell to stuff my ears
And looked at you from far away. Oh! My Muse
I know you are upset
But what could I do?

If the smile is the breathing
Well then, the tears will be the softest rain
If the sun is a stove
Then, the moon is the eye that stares at you

But tonight there is only the cloud

[和平岛]

the last part is really good

[[我还没有昵称]]

the last part is really good