可心生活日志

She may be the face I can’t forget
A trace of pleasure or regret
May be my treasure or the price I have to pay
She may be the mirror of my dreams
A smile reflected in a stream
She may not be what she may seem
Inside her shell

She who always seems so happy in a crowd
Whose eyes can be so private and so proud
No one’s allowed to see them when they cry
She may be the love that cannot hope to last
May come to me from shadows of the past
That I’ll remember till the day I die

She may be the reason I survive
The why and wherefore I’m alive
The one I’ll care for through the rough and ready years
Me I’ll take her laughter and her tears
And make them all my souvenirs
For where she goes I’ve got to be
The meaning of my life is

She, she, she

她

我无法忘记她的脸
带着欢乐或悲伤
我能为之付出我的所有
她也许只是个幻影 出现在我梦中
出现在梦中的笑容
真实的她也许并不那么快乐

她在人群中似乎总是很快乐
眼神中带着神秘和骄傲
没人能看到她哭泣的样子
也许她并不愿失去爱情
如果她走出阴影向我靠近
那我至死也不会忘记

她也许是我活着的理由
是我至今还活着的理由
我时刻准备着扶持她走出困境
我会分享她的欢笑和忧伤
让它们成为我的记忆
我愿为她赴汤蹈火
我的一生只为她而活

她，她，她