因为懂得仇恨的痛苦，所以宽容才更宝贵；因为存在死亡，所以生命才更可贵；因为有失恋的痛苦，所以爱才更珍贵；因为有了眼泪，所以笑脸才更美丽。正是因为每天的生活艰辛而且富有戏剧性，我们才会向往安定的生活，才会有希望和梦想。—— 张英姬《我的生命仅此一次》

Ed Sheeran自幼就开始学习吉他，并且在高中时期就开始学习创作歌曲。在一次节目采访中他提到童年记忆，其中包括在无数次和父母去伦敦的途中听Van Morrison和在他11岁时和Damien Rice一起在爱尔兰看公演。Sheeran在2005年开始录制音乐带，2008年搬到伦敦开始他的事业生涯。2009年一年间，Sheeran演奏了312场演奏会，2011年初发行了一张个人EP《 No. 5 Collaborations Project》，也正是因为这张专辑使得Sheeran得以签约Asylum /Atlantic Records。2011年6月，Sheeran取得了巨大的商业成就，他的首张单曲“The A Team”初测登台就在“英国单曲排行榜”上排名第三。

试听：The A Team - Ed Sheeran

MP3下载：地址1（百度音乐）

歌词：
White lips, pale face
Breathing in snowflakes
Burnt lungs, sour taste
Light's gone, day's end
Struggling to pay rent
Long nights, strange men

And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
Cos we're just under the upperhand
And go mad for a couple of grams
And she don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly

Ripped gloves, raincoat
Tried to swim and stay afloat
Dry house, wet clothes
Loose change, bank notes
Weary-eyed, dry throat
Call girl, no phone

And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries

And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
Cos we're just under the upperhand
And go mad for a couple of grams
And she don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly
An angel will die
Covered in white
Closed eye
And hoping for a better life
This time, we'll fade out tonight
Straight down the line

And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
They scream
The worst things in life come free to us
And we're all under the upperhand
Go mad for a couple of grams
And we don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe we fly to the Motherland
Or sell love to another man
It's too cold
For angels to fly
Angels to fly
To fly, fly
Or angels to die