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不知道有没有人象我一样曾经喜欢过这首老歌,这首歌虽然是儿歌, 但是说的是人生的故事和生死的大题目.简单优美的旋律,没有大悲大喜, 却充满了怀旧的伤感, 每每让我想起来我小时候外公外婆家的老钟, 和那些逝去的旧时光.
Grandfather’s clock
My grandfather's clock
Was too large for the shelf
So it stood ninety years on the floor
It was taller by half
Than the old man himself
Though it weighed not a pennyweight
more
It was bought on the morn
Of the day that he was born
And was always his treasure and pride
But it stopped short
Never to go again
When the old man died
It watching its pendulum
Swing to and fro
Many hours had he spent while a boy
And in childhood and manhood
The clock seemed to know
And to share both his grief and his joy
For it struck twenty-four
When he entered at the door
With a blooming and beautiful bride
But it stopped short
Never to go again
When the old man died
Ninety years without slumbering
Tick, tock, tick, tock
His life seconds numbering
Tick, tock, tick, tock
It stopped short
Never to go again
When the old man died
My grandfather said, that of those he could hire
Not a servant so faithful he found
For it wasted no time, and had but one desire
At the close of each week to be wound
And it kept in its place, not a frown upon its face
And its hands never hung by its side
But it stopped short, Never to go again
When the old man died |
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