記憶裡有一個廣告,
黑白的畫面中,
是一個又一個老人孤單的身影;
走在公園裡,或坐在路邊,
佝僂乾扁的身軀,滿臉的皺紋,
髮絲在空中飛揚。
有人看著天空,看著人來人往,或者只是低著頭,
但眼睛裡都充滿落寞、毫無生氣。
於是,路易斯‧阿姆斯壯用他沙啞滄桑的聲音唱著,
What A Wonderful World...
I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
The colours of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shakin’ hands, sayin’ ”How do you do?”
They’re really saying ”I love you”
I hear babies cryin’, I watch them grow
They’ll learn much more than I’ll ever know
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
Yes, I think to myself, what a wonderful world
Oh yeah
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