这几天粘在网上无以自拔,终于想到借一首歌,聊以表达对地震死难同胞哀思(以及我十多年前放弃地震学的负罪感)。地震前三天,我还在四川省地震局拜访从前一起下放康定的同事...... CBC的爵士电台暂停一阵。 这或许是情绪最为恰如其分的一首歌了。

Don't Cry for Me Argentina

  It won't be easy 
  You'll think it strange
  When I try to explain how I fell
  That I still need your love
  After all that I've done
  You won't believe me
  All you will say it's a girl
  You once knew
  Although she's dressed up to the night
  At sixes and sevens with you

  I have to let it happen
  I have to change
  Couldn't sail my life down at hill
  Looking out of the window
  Staying out of the sun

  So I chose freedom
  Running around
  Trying everything new
  But nothing impressed me at all
  I never expected it too

  Don't cry for me Argentina
  The truth is I never left you
  All through my wild days
  My mad existence
  I kept my promise
  Don't keep your distance
  And as for fortune
  And as for fame
  I never invited them in
  Though we seemed to the world
  They were all desired
  They are the illusion
  They are not the solution
  They promised to be
  The answer was here all the time
  I love you and hope you love me
  Don't cry for me Argentina

  Don't cry for me Argentina
  The truth is I never left you
  All through my wild days
  My mad existence
  I kept my promise
  Don't keep your distance

  Have I said too much?
  There's nothing more
  I can think of to say to you
  But all you have to do is
  Look at me to know
  That every word is true