memory

前几日我的表弟到了我这里，并且买了一个mp3，newman模仿nano外形的一个什么型号——必须承认，它对nano模型的模仿相当到位——鉴于对青少年欣赏品味的忧虑，担心他被一些靡靡之音腐蚀了本该清醒的大脑，根据“思想阵地正确思想不去占领不正确的思想就会占领”的伟大指示，抢先在256m的容量里塞满了我常听的几个mp3，同时发现256m的mp3容量实在太小，装了20几首便没空间了。

除了几个张学友的之外基本没有中文歌，我对中国歌手之类的没什么偏见，只是单纯的不怎么喜欢听懂歌词而已，理解歌词的大脑占用率会妨碍对音乐本身的欣赏过程，当然本来就没歌词的那些ost或者交响曲之类的就更好，但是担心一上来就这么激进年轻人吃不消，于是便只拷了为几个广大人民所喜闻乐见的blue和gothic上去。

From cats midnight, not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her memory?
She is smiling alone
In the lamplight
The withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan

Memory, all alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days
I was beautiful then
I remember
The time i knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again

Every street lamp
Seems to beat
A fatalistic warning
Someone mutters
And a street lamp gutters
And soon it will be morning

Daylight, i must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life
And i mustn't give in
When the dawn comes
Tonight will be a memory too
And a new life will begin

Burnt out ends of smokey days
The stale cold smell of morning
The street lamp dies
Another night is over
Another day is dawning

Touch me, it's so easy to leave me
All alone with my memory
Of my days in the sun
If you touch me
You'll understand what happiness is
Look a new day has begun...