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New Years Day - Mary Chapin Carpenter
We are sitting at a table in a bar in Baltimore
我们坐在巴尔的摩的酒吧桌前
It's the last night of December
这是十二月的最后一天
And the room is nearly full
屋里挤满了人
And the front door pulls a draft in every time it opens wide
当前门大开时 总有清风袭来
And you are telling me a story
你给我讲故事
From another time and life
陌生遥远的故事
And the waitress brings our order
服务员给我们上菜
And we're tucked in mighty close
我们紧挨着坐在一起
And I feel like we belong among
我感觉到我们分属于
The living and these ghosts
生者和鬼魂之间
And I know that I am dreaming
我知道我在做梦
As I memorize each part
我记得梦的每部分
In the telling lies a reverie
故事里暗含遐想
In the details lie the heart
细节里隐藏真心
Like the folds of summer dresses
像是夏裙上的褶皱
Like the scent upon my wrist
像是我手腕上的香味
Like the way you played guitar
像是你弹吉他的样子
Like a boxer punches with his fist
回忆像拳击手迅猛出击
And taken or just lost to me
使我恍恍惚惚
It's better now to say
妙不可言
I dwell in possibility
我停留在
On New Year's Day
新年那天
There's a jukebox or a bandstand
那里有点唱机 有演奏台
And we're on another round
我们开始新的一年
And the night's just getting started
夜幕降临
Or the night's just winding down
夜晚逐渐平静下来
And your stories are not clouded yet by the ale
你还没有被麦芽酒
Or by the gin
或是杜松子酒所灌醉 故事脉络清晰
They just make me feel as if I've known you
它们使我觉得我们似曾相识
All my life again
仿佛认识很久
Like the folds of summer dresses
像是夏裙上的褶皱
Like the scent upon my wrist
像是我手腕上的香味
Like the way you played guitar
像是你弹吉他的样子
Like a boxer punches with his fist
回忆像拳击手迅猛出击
And taken or just lost to me
使我恍恍惚惚
It's better now to say
妙不可言
I dwell in possibility
我停留在
On New Year's Day
新年那天
And this is what it looked like
这一切就是看起来的那样
When we started walking home
当我们回家之时
The night sky bleached to silver
天际泛白
Against the city's bones
照着城市的道路
In dreams or in our waking
像是在梦中 又像是在现实中
It's just enough to say
这已足够
Love and grace and endless flowers
有爱和恩惠和无尽的鲜花
Be ours on New Year's Day
在我们的新年里
And the folds of summer dresses
夏裙上的褶皱
And the bangles on my wrist
我手腕上的手镯
And the way you played guitar
你弹吉他的样子
Like a boxer punches with his fist
回忆像拳击手迅猛出击
And taken or just lost to us
恍恍惚惚
It's better now to say
妙不可言
We dwell in possibility
我停留在
On New Year's Day
新年那天