2008年8月3日 星期日

Green Green Grass of Home - Tom Jones

1988年,我們一家人移民前在爸爸車內經常聽的歌。

2008年,我一個人在爸爸的車內再播放這首歌。

景物依舊,人面全非。

忽然很想念我們一家人,六個人的時候。

原來,這首歌的歌詞是很有意思。

"Green Green Grass Of Home"

The old home town looks the same as I step down from the train,
and there to meet me is my Mama and Papa.
Down the road I look and there runs Mary hair of gold and lips like cherries.
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.
Yes, they'll all come to meet me, arms reaching, smiling sweetly.
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.
The old house is still standing tho' the paint is cracked and dry,
and there's that old oak tree I used to play on.

Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary, hair of gold and lips like cherries.
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.
Yes, they'll all come to meet me, arms reaching, smiling sweetly.
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.

Then I awake and look around me, at four grey wall surround me
and I realize that I was only dreaming.
For there's a guard and there's a sad old padre -
arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak.
Again I touch the green, green grass of home.
Yes, they'll all come to see me in the shade of that old oak tree
as they lay me neath the green, green grass of home.

Tom Jones 所唱的版本。

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Ivy Ho 提到...

Home is always my utopia and the safest place.