Monday, September 21, 2009

Lyrics

I wander o’er green hills through dreamy valleys,
And find a peace no other land could know.
I hear the birds make music fit for angels,
And watch the rivers laughing as they flow.

...And then into a humble shack I wander,
My dear old home — and tenderly behold.
The folks I love around the turf fire gathered,
On bended knees, their rosary is told.

-- Isle of Innisfree

孤独是一个人的狂欢,狂欢是一群人的孤独。

--歌曲《叶子》

No guts...no glory.

--Fifth studio album by American southern rock band Molly Hatchet, released in 1983

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