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Old Friends
Old friends old friends
老朋友
Sat on their parkbench like bookends
坐在公园长椅上就像挡书板一样
A newspaper blown through the grass
一张报纸吹过草坪
Falls on the round toes
落在
Of the high shoes of the old friends
老朋友的脚边
Old friends winter companions the old men
老朋友，冬日的伙伴，老人们
Lost in their overcoats waiting for the sun
迷失在他们的大衣中，等待太阳
The sounds of the city sifting through trees
城市的声响穿过林间
Settles like dust on the shoulders of the old friends
长椅就像老朋友肩膀上的灰尘
Can you imagine us years from today
你能想象我们至今为止的岁月吗
Sharing a parkbench quietly
安静地分享着公园的长椅
How terribly strange to be sevent
七十岁是多么恐怖又奇怪
Old friends memory brushes the same years
老朋友，回忆冲刷着同样的年岁
Silently sharing the same fears
安静地分享着同样的恐惧