A Perfect Indian - 童丽
A Perfect Indian is he
他是一个完美的印第安人
Remembering him life is sweet
一想到他 生活就很甜蜜
Like a weeping willow
犹如岸边垂柳 撩人心弦
His face on my pillow
在梦里 他依然在我身边
Comes to me still in my dreams
英俊的模样 安静地睡着
And there I saw a young baby
我看见了一个稚嫩的孩子
A beautiful daughter was she
她是一个美丽的女儿
A face from a painting
天真无邪犹如一幅绝美的油画
Red cheeks and teeth aching
红扑扑的脸蛋 强忍着牙痛
Her eyes like a wild Irish sea
她的眼睛犹如狂野的爱尔兰海
On a table in her yellow dress
桌上有一张照片 她穿着黄色连衣裙
For a photograph feigned happiness
假装幸福的微笑
Why in my life is that the only time
为何我的生命里 唯有那一刻
That any of you will smile at me
你们才会对我善意
I'm sailing on this terrible ocean
经历着暴风雨的洗礼
I've come for my self to retrieve
发誓要找回自己
Too long have I been feeling like Lir's children
长久以来的无助
And there's only one way to be free
唯有相信自己 才能获得自由
He's shy and he speaks quietly
他很害羞 说话很轻
He's gentle and he seems to me
他很温柔 就像我
Like the elf-arrow
默默无闻 毫不起眼
His face worn and harrowed
他的面容 疲惫沧桑
Is he a daydreamer like me
他和我一样 爱做白日梦吗
I'm sailing on this terrible ocean
经历着暴风雨的洗礼
I've come for my self to retrieve
发誓要找回自己
Too long have I been feeling like Lir's children
长久以来的无助
And there's only one way to be free
唯有相信自己 才能获得自由