唯有悲伤，肆意绽放
当我想到，连这世上自己最亲近的人都不能理解自己时，便悲伤起来，一想到尽管有办法使她理解自己，却又拿不出那份勇气时，就越发悲伤。我感到异常孤独，常常觉得只有我一个人住在这荒无人烟的世界上。——夏目漱石《心》
曲名：To Blossom Blue
歌手：Lake of Tears（泪湖乐队）
所属专辑：Forever Autumn
发行年代：1999
风格：哥特金属 Gothic Metal
介绍：1999年6月，Lake Of Tears开始着手第四张专辑《Forever Autumn》（永远的秋），Christian Saarinen的加入使这专辑多了更丰富的键盘音乐元素。专辑所有的歌曲都出于Daniel Brennare之手。这张专辑已经不太金属了。里面出现了许多非常慢速抒情的曲调。这也许是Lake Of Tears心情历程的写照吧。
https://music.163.com/#/song?id=21041381
展开歌词
I'm bleeding ya
我在流血
Bleeding in ways of the fire burned
伤口如同灼烧
I'm crying ya
我在哭喊
Crying in ways of the nightbird
声音好似夜枭
No more is there one to lay by my side
身边无人相伴
I'm straying ya
我在徘徊
Straying in nightmares all the time
在无尽的梦靥中游荡
A little something I know
每件我知道的普通小事
A little somewhere I go
每寸我走过的寻常地方
Reminds me of you
让我想起了你
To blossom blue,
让悲伤绽放
Is to blossom without you
没有你在身旁
To blossom blue,
唯有悲伤
I'm breaking breaking but I cannot bear to
心碎的我再也无法忍受
I'm staring staring but I cannot see you
睁大双眼却看不到你的模样
For no more are you to lay by my side
如今的你已不在我的枕边
I'm weeping no more then this second time
我再次挥泪但这是最后一遍
A little something I know
每件我知道的普通小事
A little somewhere I go
每寸我走过的寻常地方
Where the sweet waters flow, reminds me of you
那里的小溪潺潺，让我想起了你
A little something I know
每件我知道的普通小事
A little somewhere I go
每寸我走过的寻常地方
Where the sweet waters flow
那里的小溪潺潺
Where the mistletoes grow,
那里的灌木生长
Reminds me of you
让我想起了你
To blossom blue,
让悲伤绽放
Is to blossom without you
失去你
To blossom blue,
唯有悲伤
Is to blossom without you
肆意绽放
要爱悲伤
文/玛丽·奥利弗，译/马丁格
要爱悲伤。她现在是你的了。给到你手的，
你都必须
照顾好。给她梳头，帮她
穿上小外套，牵着她的手，
特别是过马路的时候。因为，想想吧
要是弄丢了她会怎样？弄丢了她，你自己就成了
悲伤；她憔悴的面庞，整夜无眠
都变成你的。要小心，抚摸
她的额头，让她感到自己
不孤单。要微笑，让她不至于
完全忘记教训之前的世界。
要非常耐心。永远不要
对她撒谎，不要离开她
哪怕片刻，也就是说，不要让她感到
被抛弃。她是奇怪的，静默的，困难的
有时难以控制，但请记住，她是个孩子。
奇妙的事情会发生。你也许会看到，
当你们俩
在晨光中结伴同行，她会
一点点放松下来；她环顾四方，
开始成长。
Love Sorrow
Love sorrow. She is yours now, and you must
take care of what has been
given. Brush her hair, help her
into her little coat, hold her hand,
especially when crossing a street. For, think,
what if you should lose her? Then you would be
sorrow yourself; her drawn face, her sleeplessness
would be yours. Take care, touch
her forehead that she feel herself not so
utterly alone. And smile, that she does not
altogether forget the world before the lesson.
Have patience in abundance. And do not
ever lie or ever leave her even for a moment
by herself, which is to say, possibly, again,
abandoned. She is strange, mute, difficult,
sometimes unmanageable but, remember, she is a child.
And amazing things can happen. And you may see,
as the two of you go
walking together in the morning light, how
little by little she relaxes; she looks about her;
she begins to grow.