曾谙旧迹

这个圣诞节的最后一个小时
我用圣诞的颜色装点这里
装着小怀炉
尽管它还没有被点燃
但我能感觉温度
突然好怀念记忆中的百老汇的声音
那种声音只属于泛黄的电影
那种场景，我可以感受
男主角眼角嘴角流露的微笑
老式留声机传出的声音
单调的伴奏
粗糙的和声
可我从小就对这样的调调不能释怀
我会陶醉这样的摇晃中
伴唱时
他应该深情款款地走向她了吧？
用深情地一瞥告诉她：
这一切都是为了你……

 i'm dreaming of a white christmas
just like the ones i used to know.
where the treetops glisten,
and children listen
to hear sleigh bells in the snow.
i'm dreaming of a white christmas
with every christmas card i write.
may your days be merry and bright.
and may all your christmases be white.
i'm dreaming of a white christmas
just like the ones i used to know.
where the treetops glisten,
and children listen
to hear sleigh bells in the snow.
i'm dreaming of a white christmas
with every christmas card i write.
may your days be merry and bright.
and may all your christmases be white.


Bing Crosby ——White Christmas