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《童话》是光良演唱的一首歌曲,由光良作词作曲,收录在光良2005年发行的同名专辑《童话》中。《童话》中文版的歌词写得非常唯美,那么英文版又是怎样一个味道呢?下面就请欣赏读文网小编给大家收集整理的童话英文版歌词,好好感受一下吧。
因为光良想要传达出“每个人的心中都应该有一个童话”的讯息,所以他写了这首歌曲。
童话是2005年1月21日发行的,一经推出就受到观众的喜爱,当时非常流行,直到现在也还很多听众喜欢,可谓是经典。《童话》还被很多语言翻唱,如英文版《童话》就被广为传唱。接下来读文网小编整理了关于光良《童话》的一些内容,最重要是整理了《童话》英文版歌词,满足歌友不同需求。
有梦想的人就不会寂寞。
对我来说,有梦想,就像心里面有一个童话。那个童话,可以是在一个海岛上,拥有自己的dream house,可以是跟一个人幸福快乐的活到老,也可以是为心爱的人做的一件事,甚至可以是做一件没有人会相信们做得到的事...
相信童话,就像相信我们的梦想会实现一样,因为我们就是这个童话故事的主人,我们就是这个童话故事的作者,我们决定故事的结局。
每个人心中都曾拥有好多的梦想,这些梦想不应该消失。相信自己的童话,相信梦想会成真。
两年的时间。当这个世界变得更复杂、更不可知…还有什么值得期待?还有什么值得相信?当流行音乐变得华丽、浮面…还有什么应该感动?还有什么值得记忆?在上一张专辑‘光芒’宣传期告一段落后,当光良开始筹备这张全新专辑的时候,他开始思考,究竟一张唱片应该带给我们什么?究竟一个创作人应该写出什么?究竟一个歌手应该唱出什么?当这个时代里一切的一切都因为科技的进步、媒体的发展与物质生活的享受而变得虚幻疏离,人心的负担也越来越沉重。生活里,像是缺少了一种…‘相信’的力量。因为我们不再相信梦想,不再相信新闻,不再相信爱情,不再相信自己,于是人们忘记了孩提时曾拥有的纯真梦想,忘记了当初所许过的心愿。
于是光良便希望能够完成一张‘相信’的声音作品,藉由专辑里的声音、歌曲,为所有人们带来一些继续相信下去的力量。如同他自己有感而发所写下的一段话,‘相信自己的童话,相信梦想会成真。’每个人都应该作自己童话的主人,写自己梦想的结局。于是2005.1.21,光良将全亚洲同步发行久违2年的第3张全新声音作品‘童话’。藉着音乐告诉大家,‘感动,其实可以很简单。’
忘了有多久,在每听到你
对我说你最爱的故事
我想了很久,我开始慌了
是不是我又做错了什么
你哭着对我说
童话里都是骗人的
我不可能是你的王子
也许你不会懂,从你说爱我以后
我的天空,星星都亮了
我愿变成童话里你爱的那个天使
张开双手变成翅膀守护你
你要相信,相信我们会像童话故事里
幸福和快乐是结局
我要变成童话里你爱的那个天使
我会变成童话里你爱的那个天使
一起写我们的结局
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歌曲介绍: 《童话》是光良演唱的一首歌曲,由光良作词作曲,收录在光良2005年发行的同名专辑《童话》中 。
《童话》
原唱:光良
作词、作曲:光良
演唱:陈以桐
专辑:《童话》
发行时间:2005-01-21
英文歌词:
Don't know how long
It's been a while since
You told me your favor story
It's been on my mind
Driving me crazy
Am I the reason that (you're crying now) harmony
I see the tears in your eyes
They tell me you don't believe
That I can't be your prince charming
Maybe you can't understand
But when you say you love me
My life was changed and I wish you could see
I'm willing to be the one, and the angel that you love
With open arms, I'll always be there
You must believe, that you and me will end up happily living
In our own, fairytale story
I see the tears in your eyes
They tell me you can't believe that I can be your prince charming
Maybe you can't understand
But when you said you love me
My life was changed
And I wish I could see
I'm willing to be the one, and the angel that you love
With open arms, I'll always be there
You must believe, that you and me will end up happily living
In our own, fairytale story
I see the tears in your eyes
They tell me you don't believe
That I can't be your prince charming
Maybe you can't understand
But when you say you love me
My life was changed and I wish you could see
I'm willing to be the one, and the angel that you love
With open arms, I'll always be there
You must believe, that you and me will end up happily living
In our own, fairytale story .
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歌曲介绍: 《童话》是光良演唱的一首歌曲,由光良作词作曲,收录在光良2005年发行的同名专辑《童话》中 。
《童话》
原唱:光良
作词、作曲:光良
演唱:陈以桐
专辑:《童话》
发行时间:2005-01-21
英文歌词:
Don't know how long
It's been a while since
You told me your favor story
It's been on my mind
Driving me crazy
Am I the reason that (you're crying now) harmony
I see the tears in your eyes
They tell me you don't believe
That I can't be your prince charming
Maybe you can't understand
But when you say you love me
My life was changed and I wish you could see
I'm willing to be the one, and the angel that you love
With open arms, I'll always be there
You must believe, that you and me will end up happily living
In our own, fairytale story
I see the tears in your eyes
They tell me you can't believe that I can be your prince charming
Maybe you can't understand
But when you said you love me
My life was changed
And I wish I could see
I'm willing to be the one, and the angel that you love
With open arms, I'll always be there
You must believe, that you and me will end up happily living
In our own, fairytale story
I see the tears in your eyes
They tell me you don't believe
That I can't be your prince charming
Maybe you can't understand
But when you say you love me
My life was changed and I wish you could see
I'm willing to be the one, and the angel that you love
With open arms, I'll always be there
You must believe, that you and me will end up happily living
In our own, fairytale story .
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歌曲介绍: 《童话》是光良演唱的一首歌曲,由光良作词作曲,收录在光良2005年发行的同名专辑《童话》中 。
《童话》
原唱:光良
作词、作曲:光良
演唱:陈以桐
专辑:《童话》
发行时间:2005-01-21
英文歌词:
Don't know how long
It's been a while since
You told me your favor story
It's been on my mind
Driving me crazy
Am I the reason that (you're crying now) harmony
I see the tears in your eyes
They tell me you don't believe
That I can't be your prince charming
Maybe you can't understand
But when you say you love me
My life was changed and I wish you could see
I'm willing to be the one, and the angel that you love
With open arms, I'll always be there
You must believe, that you and me will end up happily living
In our own, fairytale story
I see the tears in your eyes
They tell me you can't believe that I can be your prince charming
Maybe you can't understand
But when you said you love me
My life was changed
And I wish I could see
I'm willing to be the one, and the angel that you love
With open arms, I'll always be there
You must believe, that you and me will end up happily living
In our own, fairytale story
I see the tears in your eyes
They tell me you don't believe
That I can't be your prince charming
Maybe you can't understand
But when you say you love me
My life was changed and I wish you could see
I'm willing to be the one, and the angel that you love
With open arms, I'll always be there
You must believe, that you and me will end up happily living
In our own, fairytale story .
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《欢乐颂》是在1785年由德国诗人席勒所写的诗歌, 贝多芬为之谱曲,今天读文网小编为大家带来《欢乐颂》英文版歌词,希望大家喜欢!
That She Would Dishevel Her Hair
请她让她的金发散乱
Amarantba, sweet and fair,
美丽可爱的阿玛莲莎,
Ah, braid no more that shining hair:
别再编你光亮的金发吧!
As my curious hand or eye
既然我好奇的手和眼
Hovering round thee, let it 11y!
围着你打转,请任其飘散!
Let it fly as unconfined
任其无拘无束地飘扬,
As its calm ravisher the wind?
像被其迷住的和风那样;
Who hath left his darling East
它已离开心爱的东面,
To wanton o'er that spicy nest.
来这香喷喷的窝上游玩。
Every tress must be contest,
每绺金发须展现出来,
But neatly tangled at the best;
但是得绝美地绞在一块;
Like a clue of golden thread
就像金色的线一大团,
Most excellently revelled.
虽然有点乱却妙得非凡‘
Do not, then,wind up that light
所以,可别用缎带束起
In ribands, and o'ercloud in night,
那光明笼进夜的乌云里,
Like the Sun in's early ray;
就像凌晨太阳的光线;
But shake your head, and scatter day!
请把头一甩,撒出个白天!
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《Almost home》是美国歌手玛丽亚·凯莉为迪斯尼电影《魔境仙踪》献唱的主题曲。天后玛丽亚凯莉在这首歌中采用了与以往不太相同的诠释方式。歌曲的低潮部分玛丽亚凯莉没有使用大量的气声,而是以颇有神秘色彩的真声来演绎。到了歌曲的高潮部分,则可以听出玛丽亚凯莉极具分辨性的独特高音以及玛丽亚凯莉标志性的海豚音。整首歌的感觉十分符合迪斯尼魔幻电影的特点。下面读文网小编为大家带来《Almost home》英文歌词,希望大家喜欢!
You're almost home
你的彼岸在即
I've seen the light,In the sky
我已受灵光感召,就在天际
In the skies are like fireflies,Burning bright
好似荧光在闪,光荣地照耀
Just to vanish in the dark
然后划过长夜
I've held hope ,In my two hands
但我已牢攥希望,用我双手
That there would be another chance,To find the kingdom
我深知这是我的再次恩遇,去追逐我的心中属岛
I'm believing in my heart
我深信,我景仰
Cause underneath the good there's something greater than you know
那里有宝藏,超越你想像
When you're almost there
当你靠近彼岸
And you're almost home
你会一见如故
Just open up your eyes and go go
放开双眼,一路前行吧
When you're almost there,Almost home,Know you're not alone
当你靠近彼岸,就像重逢一样,不觉孤单
You're almost home
理想就在前方
When you run,Run so far
当你前行,披荆斩棘
You've forgotten who you are,Where you're from
不顾自我,来自何方,
It's like some other universe
那是一个新的时空,
You count your steps,Like they're regrets
你拾级而上,放纵遗憾回放
You catch one breath then lose the rest
你品着呼吸,释然而安详
Wrong is right,Right is left
执着即是非执着,非执着即是执着
And there's nowhere left to turn
再也不需要难以割舍
So don't believe in everything
所以,请勿执着眼前
You think,You think you know
一转念,你只需一转念
When you're almost there
梦想转瞬即达你眼前
And you're almost home
就像在你自己的港湾
Just open up your eyes and go go
擦亮双眼,就此上路吧!
When you're almost there,Almost home,Know you're not alone
当你靠近彼岸,就像重逢一样,不觉孤单
You're almost home
你彼岸在即
When you let your heart be the compass
当你追随内心的罗盘
You won't get lost,Not if you trust it
你再不会迷失方向,只要你深信不疑
When you hear the sound of the trumpet,Louder than ever before
当你感觉到召唤之音,震憾心扉,胜过以往
Oh...
喔
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下面读文网小编为大家带来他们的经典英文歌曲《glary》的英文歌词,欢迎大家阅读!
Welcome to the world you see
An AK with a couple magazines
Some slut it is; don't matter to me
Scatter the ashes on the seven seas
That sickness, that feeling inside you
That's weakness, don't let it divide you
Keep this, that feeling of pride too
Digging up bones which buried the truth
Children, hypocracy
That's what I give, you can take it from me
If you don't, wont live to see
One last act of tragedy
A mother's heart can make me humble
No ones right loss can make me stumble
Our empire will never crumble
We did it for the glory
The glory, only the glory
We live inside a story
It's a story, all for the glory
Bullets, begin to strip
A man of reason, he's a man of sin
The men of treason are the ones who live
They'll take whatcha got, whatcha got to give
Then pyre, a trial by fire
They're liers like we don't pyres
The letter to a mother from across the sea
The son in a box buried beneath
For whom the bell tolls, it tolls for the
For whom they saw when they put you to sleep
A deal with the devil is a deal with me
That deal is forever; as long as you breathe
Go forth child; make us proud
Honor is yours; underground
Know we love you, lay you down
We did it for the glory
The glory, only the glory
We live inside a story
It's a story, all for the glory
Nobody runs! Nobody runs!
Nobody runs or makes it out alive
Nobody runs! Nobody runs!
Nobody runs or makes it out alive
Hearts beating faster running to the front line
Nobody runs or makes it out alive
Look up to Heaven as it rains from the sky
Nobody runs or makes it out alive
Out alive
Because we did it for the glory
The glory, only the glory
We live inside a story
It's a story, all for the glory
The glory, the glory
The glory
We did it for the glory
The glory
For the glory
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英文歌《Moonlight shadow》深受大众欢迎,里面的歌词非常有深度。以下是读文网小编给大家带来《Moonlight shadow》的中英文对照歌词,以供参阅。
Mike Oldfield:英国作曲家,出生日期:1953年5月15日。moonlight shadow的创作人。
14岁时就与姐姐合组民谣二重唱,1973年出版的《tubular bells》,为恐怖经典电影《大法师》增添阴森慑人的气氛。专辑中mike oldfield亲自演奏了近30项的乐器,不仅被誉为“乐器天才”,其中电子合成器的运用,也被视为日后新世纪音乐的起源之一,《tubular bells》成为他不朽的代表作,1992与1998年更出版了《tubular bells》的第二、三集续作。
70年代,他尚有一些演奏专辑出版,不过由于忧郁的个性与压力双重影响,Mike Oldfield处于精神崩溃边缘,因此他过着隐士的生活甚至接受治疗。
80年代,专辑《qe2》是他另一张代表作品,而从《five miles out》、《crises》专辑之后,流行的元素再加入女歌手的客串主唱都使他的音乐听来爽朗,似乎已走出阴霾、诡谲的心理状态。
这首歌据说是Mike Oldfield为纪念约翰·列侬所写的歌,收录在1983年的专辑《Crises 危机》中。其实Mike Oldfield演唱版的歌曲都是做出来请别人唱,不过都不挂演唱者的名字,因为都发表在Mike Oldfield的专辑中,只有专辑内页的介绍才会说。
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Lonestar乐队(孤星乐队)是1992年在美国田纳西州诞生的摇滚和乡村音乐乐队。这个乐队成立于田纳西州的纳什维尔,但是最初的成员都来自德克萨斯州,因此以德克萨斯州的绰号“孤星”来命名。下面读文网小编为大家带来他们的经典英文歌曲《I'm Already There》的中英文歌词,欢迎大家阅读!
He called her on the road
旅途中他挂了个电话给她
From a lonely cold hotel room
在旅馆冰冷的房间里
Just to hear her say I love you one more time
他只想再听一次她的那句"我爱你"
But when he heard the sound
然而,电话中传来了熟悉的喧闹声
Of the kids laughing in the background
那是孩子们在院中嬉闹
He had to wipe away a tear dropped from his eye
他拭去眼中忍不住的那滴泪珠
A little voice came on the phone
电话那头来一个稚嫩的声音
Said "Daddy when you coming home"
"爸爸,你什么时候回来?"
He said the first thing that came to his mind
孩子道出的是跃入他脑海最直接的话语
I'm already there
我已在那儿
Take a look around
环顾一下四周
I'm the sunshine in your hair
我就是闪烁在你发间的阳光
I'm the shadow on the ground
我就是投向地面的影子
I'm the whisper in the wind
我就是风中的细语
I'm your imaginary friend
我就是你影象中的朋友
And I know I'm in your prayers
我知道你的祈祷中有我
Oh I'm already there
哦,我已在那儿
She got back on the phone
她提起电话筒说道
Said I really miss you darling
亲爱的,我真的很想你
Don't worry about the kids they'll be alright
请不要为孩子担心,他们很好
Wish I was in your arms
Lying right there beside you
我多么希望就在你身旁,依偎在你怀中
But I know that I'll be in your dreams tonight
但是我知道今夜你的梦中有我
And I'll gently kiss your lips
我会温柔的亲吻的你双唇
Touch you with my fingertips
用指尖感觉你的存在
So turn out the light and close your eyes
所以熄灭那盏灯,合上你的双眼
I'm already there
我已在那儿
Don't make a sound
不要发出声响
I'm the beat in your heart
我就是你的心跳
I'm the moonlight shining down
我就是撒下的月光
I'm the whisper in the wind
我就是风中的细语
And I'll be there until the end
我会在那儿直到生命终止
Can you feel the love that we share
你能感受你我共享的爱吗
Oh I'm already there
哦,我已在那儿
We may be a thousand miles apart
也许我们遥隔千里
But I'll be with you wherever you are
但我心始终与你同在
I'm already there
我已在那儿
Take a look around
环顾一下四周
I'm the sunshine in your hair
我就是闪烁在你发间的阳光
I'm the shadow on the ground
我就是投向地面的影子
I'm the whisper in the wind
我就是风中的细语
And I'll be there until the end
我会在那儿直到生命终止
Can you feel the love that we share
你能感受你我共享的爱
Oh I'm already there
哦,我已在那儿
Oh I'm already
哦,我已在
There
那儿
《I'm Already There》的中英文歌词相关
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20世纪50年代,猫王埃尔维斯-普雷斯利的音乐开始风靡世界。他的音乐超越了种族以及文化的疆界,将乡村音乐、布鲁斯音乐以及山地摇滚乐融会贯通,形成了具有鲜明个性的独特曲风,强烈的震撼了当时的流行乐坛,并让摇滚乐如同旋风一般横扫了世界乐坛。下面读文网小编为大家带来他的经典英文歌曲《Don't Cry Daddy》的中英文歌词,欢迎大家阅读!
Today I stumbled from my bed
With thunder crashing in my head
And my pillow still wet
From last night's tears
And as I think of giving up
A voice inside my coffee-cup
Kept crying out
Ringing in my ears
今天,随着脑中一声巨响,我被床绊倒
因为昨夜的眼泪,我的枕头仍然是湿的
当我想到放弃,我咖啡杯中的哭声震撼我的双耳
Don't cry daddy
Daddy, please don't cry
Daddy, you've still got me, little Tommy
Together we'll find a brand new mommy
Daddy, daddy, please laugh again
Daddy ride us on your back again
Oh, daddy, please don't cry
爸爸别哭,爸爸请别哭
爸爸你仍然拥有我和小唐米
我们可以一起找到一个新妈妈
爸爸,爸爸,请再笑起来
请让我们再次骑在你的背上
哦,爸爸请别哭
Why are children always first
To feel the pain and hurt the worst
It's true, but somehow
It just don't seem right
Cause every time I cry I know
It hurts my little children so
And I wonder will it be the same tonight
为什么孩子总是最先心痛并被伤得最深
这是真的,但看起来那么不真实
因为每当我哭泣,我了解
那把我的孩子伤害的如此之深
我不知道明晚是否还会这样
Don't cry daddy
Daddy, please don't cry
Daddy, you've still got me, little Tommy
Together we'll find a brand new mommy
Daddy, daddy, please laugh again
Daddy ride us on your back again
Oh, daddy, please don't cry
Oh, daddy, please don't cry
爸爸请别哭
爸爸你仍然拥有我和小唐米
我们可以一起找到一个新妈妈
爸爸,爸爸,请再笑起来
请让我们再次骑在你的背上
哦,爸爸请别哭。
《Don't Cry Daddy》的中英文歌词相关
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埃里克·帕特里克·克莱普顿,英国音乐人、歌手及作曲人。他曾经获得过格莱美奖,是20世纪最成功的音乐家之一,在摇滚名人堂里有三项成就。他是有史以来最伟大的电吉他手之一,2003年在滚石杂志评选的一百大电吉他手位列第四,在百大摇滚艺术家里面排名53位。下面读文网小编为大家带来他的经典英文歌曲《My Father's Eyes》的英文歌词,欢迎大家阅读!
Sailing down behind the sun,
Waiting for my prince to come.
Praying for the healing rain
To restore my soul again.
Just a toerag on the run.
How did I get here?
What have I done?
When will all my hopes arise?
How will I know him?
When I look in my father's eyes.
(look in my father's eyes)
My father's eyes.
When I look in my father's eyes.
(look in my father's eyes)
My father's eyes.
Then the light begins to shine
I hear those ancient lullabys.
And as I watch this seedling grow,
Feel my heart start to overflow.
Where do I find the words to say?
How do I teach him?
What do we play?
Bit by bit, I've realized
That's when I need them,
That's when I need my father's eyes.
(look in my father's eyes)
My father's eyes.
That's when I need my father's eyes.
(look in my father's eyes)
My father's eyes.
(Instrumental)
Then the jagged edge appears
Through the distant clouds of tears.
I'm like a bridge that was washed away;
My foundations were made of clay.
As my soul slides down to die.
How could I lose him?
What did I try?
Bit by bit, I've realized
That he was here with me;
I looked into my father's eyes.
(look in my father's eyes)
My father's eyes.
I looked into my father's eyes.
(look in my father's eyes)
My father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
(look in my father's eyes)
My father's eyes.
I looked into my father's eyes.
(look in my father's eyes)
My father's eyes.
(look in my father's eyes...)
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法瑞尔·威廉姆斯,1973年4月出生于美国,美国歌手、音乐制作人。1990年法瑞尔·威廉姆斯组建了自己的第一支乐队“海王星”。2003年发行首张专辑《The Neptunes Present:Clones》获全美流行专辑榜冠军。下面读文网小编为大家带来他的经典英文歌曲《Despicable Me》的英文歌词,欢迎大家阅读!
Im having a bad bad day
its about time that I get my way
steam rolling whatever i see, huh
despicable me
I’m having a bad bad day
if you take it personal thats ok,
watch this is so fun to see, huh
despicable me
Why ask why better yet why not
Why are you marking x on that spot
Why use a blow torch isn’t that hot?
Why use a chainsaw is that all you got
Why do you like seeing people in shock
But my question to you is why not
Why go to the back and stand in line
Just use a freeze gun it saves me time
Im having a bad bad day
its about time that I get my way
steam rolling whatever i see, huh
despicable me
I’m having a bad bad day
if you take it personal thats ok,
watch this is so fun to see, huh
despicable me
Why ask why when this is just art
Why parallel when I can just part?
Why does vector think that he’s smart
And does his dad know I know his part
Why did I have to live with my mom
Why do you think that I should be calm
Why want the moon, the World's in my palm
Is it crazy you think I’ve gone?
Im having a bad bad day
its about time that I get my way
steam rolling whatever i see, huh
despicable me
I’m having a bad bad day
if you take it personal thats ok,
watch this is so fun to see, huh
despicable me
Excuse me if you will
You look like you have time to kill
Can you chill
Cause Gru Got the speakers and the trunk to make you
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
To make you bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
I'm having a bad bad day
its about time that I get my way
steam rolling whatever i see, huh
despicable me
I’m having a bad bad day
if you take it personal thats ok,
watch this is so fun to see, huh
despicable me
Despicable Me
Despicable Me
Despicable Me
Despicable Me
Despicable Me
Despicable Me
Despicable Me
Despicable Me
I'm having a bad bad day
its about time that I get my way
steam rolling whatever i see, huh
despicable me
I’m having a bad bad day
if you take it personal thats ok,
watch this is so fun to see, huh
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路德·范德鲁斯的《Dance with My Father》这首歌曲获得了年度最佳歌曲奖,他曾获得过8个格莱美音乐奖。今天读文网小编在这里为大家介绍这首《Dance With My Father》的中英文歌词欣赏,欢迎大家阅读!
在 2004 年的格莱美奖上,一曲《Dance With My Father》感动无数乐迷,令他一举拿下年度最佳单曲、最佳蓝调歌手和最佳蓝调专辑三项大奖。可惜他因健康情况未能出席,以录影带的方式带去了他的祝福和感言:“记住,我一定会再回来的,因为,我相信爱的力量!”这份意志曾打动过不少人的心。
在超过20年的演唱生涯中,Luther Vandross 很少失手,他的音乐几乎具备了我们认知领域中蓝调灵魂乐所有必备的优秀特质,黑人特有的华丽厚实的嗓音,来自下层民间的平和简朴,一曳三摇的柔缓,流畅舒展的抒情格调从未改变,他唱的也从来就是我们最普通不过、最世俗不过的生活,惟其真切所以感人,惟其诚实所以动听。
选择“Dance With My Father”作为唱片的名字也许决不是仅仅因为专辑中存在这样的一只同名单曲,6月10号发行的商业用心无须掩盖,就算不是一次偶然的巧合,父亲节为什么就不能和圣诞一样成为一个销售的契机呢?唱片业贯用的这种小伎俩本就无可厚非,何况 Luther Vandross 唱得还是如 20 年前一样动人,并没有打折扣的音乐毫不费力地就清除了你我心存的那一点小小的芥蒂。
同名主题曲来自于 Luther Vandross 自己真实的故事,一个7岁孩子的记忆,一点点忧伤更多地却是那些遥远而温暖的细节和情绪,在这样一个特殊的日子到来之时,为全天下的父亲唱了一曲由衷的赞歌。
与Dionne Warwick合唱的《How Many Times Can We Say Goodbye》。与Mariah Carey合唱的《Endless Love》。
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罗比·威廉姆斯,曾获葛莱美奖提名、史上赢得全英音乐奖最多的英国创作歌手。15岁的他加入了流行乐团接招成了舞者兼歌手,于1995年离团,开始单飞生涯,并取得了巨大的成功。2002年,与EMI唱片公司签下了八千万英镑的唱片合约,让他成为英国音乐史上最有价值的歌手。下面读文网小编为大家带来他的经典英文歌曲《Better man》的中英文歌词,欢迎大家阅读!
Send someone to love me
送一个人来爱我。
I need to rest in arms
我需要在其怀抱中入睡。
Keep me safe from harm in pouring rain
让我有安全感,远离伤害。 远离倾盆大雨(大声哭泣)。
Give me endless summer
.给我无尽的夏季。
Lord I fear the cold
上帝我害怕寒冷。
Feel I'm getting old before my time
感觉自己在变得未老先衰。
As my soul heals the shame
.当我的灵魂治愈羞愧。
I will grow through this pain
我会在这个伤痛中成长。
Lord I'm doing all I can to be a better man
上帝我所能做到的就是做个好男人。
Go easy on my conscience
我的心很! 平静。
'Cause it's not my fault
因为这不是我的错。
I know I've been taught to take the blame
我知道我受到了教训,也受到了责备。
Rest assured my angels
我的天使无疑-
Will catch my tears
将带走我的泪水。
Walk me out of here I'm in pain
把我带出这里,让我远离伤痛。
As my soul heals the shame
当我的灵魂治愈羞愧。
I will grow through this pain
.我会在这个伤痛中成长。
Lord I'm doing all I can to be a better man
上帝我所能做到的,就是做个好男人。
Once you've found that lover you're homeward bound
一旦你发现你的爱人,你就会回头。
Love is all around love is all around
爱就在你周围,爱就在你周围。
I know some have fallen on stony ground
我知道有些东西已经消失在无情的土地上。
But love is all around
但爱就在你周围
Send someone to love me
送一个人来爱我。
I need to rest in arms
我需要在其怀抱中入睡。
Keep me safe from harm in pouring rain
让我有安全感,远离伤害,远离倾盆大雨
Give me endless summer
给我无尽的夏季。
Lord I fear the cold
上帝我害怕寒冷
Feel I'm getting old before my time
感觉自己在变得未老先衰。
As my soul heals the shame
当我的灵魂治愈羞愧。
I will grow through this pain
我会在这个伤痛中成长。
Lord I'm doing all I can to be a better man
上帝我所能做到的就是做个好男人。
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约翰·包威尔是一名英国电影配乐作曲家。先后与Harry Gregson-Williams合作谱写了三部梦工厂的电影《Antz 小蚁雄兵》、《ChickenRun 小鸡快跑》、《Shrek 怪物史莱克》。下面读文网小编为大家带来他的经典英文歌曲《Alone again》的英文歌词,欢迎大家阅读!
Alone again naturally
I shouldn't be hangin around
When The world's turned upside down
You abandoned me
I fell off the tree
To the hardn't lonely ground
You've found somebody new
And cracked my shell in two
How could I forsee
you turn out to be
Such a bud to casanova
Now there's only strikes
And my life has lost all meaning
How I miss your furry lips
Your shallow rapid breathin
I wish you only knew
That I'm only nuts for you
Alone again naturally
Now there's only strikes
And my life has lost all meaning
How I miss your furry lips
Your shallow rapid breathin
I wish you only knew
That I'm only nuts for you
Alone again naturally
Alone again naturally
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歌词是诗歌的一种,入乐的叫歌,不入乐的叫诗(或词)。入乐的歌在感情抒发、形象塑造上和诗没有任何区别,但在结构上、节奏上要受音乐的制约,在韵律上要照顾演唱的方便,在遣词炼字上要考虑听觉艺术的特点,因为它要入乐歌唱。那么你知道歌词用英语怎么说吗?下面来学习一下吧。
words of a song
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小红帽是德国童话作家格林的童话《小红帽》中的人物,故事版本多达一百多个,是如今家户喻晓的经典童话故事,成了不少小朋友最喜欢的睡前故事之一。下面读文网小编为大家带来小红帽童话故事双语版,欢迎大家阅读。
Once upon a time there was a sweet little girl. Everyone who saw her liked her, but most of all her grandmother, who did not know what to give the child next. Once she gave her a little cap made of red velvet. Because it suited her so well, and she wanted to wear it all the time, she came to be known as Little Red Cap.
One day her mother said to her, "Come Little Red Cap. Here is a piece of cake and a bottle of wine. Take them to your grandmother. She is sick and weak, and they will do her well. Mind your manners and give her my greetings. Behave yourself on the way, and do not leave the path, or you might fall down and break the glass, and then there will be nothing for your grandmother. And when you enter her parlor, don't forget to say 'Good morning,' and don't peer into all the corners first."
"I'll do everything just right," said Little Red Cap, shaking her mother's hand.
The grandmother lived out in the woods, a half hour from the village. When Little Red Cap entered the woods a wolf came up to her. She did not know what a wicked animal he was, and was not afraid of him.
"Good day to you, Little Red Cap."
"Thank you, wolf."
"Where are you going so early, Little Red Cap?"
"To grandmother's."
"And what are you carrying under your apron?"
"Grandmother is sick and weak, and I am taking her some cake and wine. We baked yesterday, and they should be good for her and give her strength."
"Little Red Cap, just where does your grandmother live?"
"Her house is good quarter hour from here in the woods, under the three large oak trees. There's a hedge of hazel bushes there. You must know the place," said Little Red Cap.
The wolf thought to himself, "Now that sweet young thing is a tasty bite for me. She will taste even better than the old woman. You must be sly, and you can catch them both."
He walked along a little while with Little Red Cap, then he said, "Little Red Cap, just look at the beautiful flowers that are all around us. Why don't you go and take a look? And I don't believe you can hear how beautifully the birds are singing. You are walking along as though you were on your way to school. It is very beautiful in the woods."
Little Red Cap opened her eyes and when she saw the sunbeams dancing to and fro through the trees and how the ground was covered with beautiful flowers, she thought, "If a take a fresh bouquet to grandmother, she will be very pleased. Anyway, it is still early, and I'll be home on time." And she ran off the path into the woods looking for flowers. Each time she picked one she thought that she could see an even more beautiful one a little way off, and she ran after it, going further and further into the woods. But the wolf ran straight to the grandmother's house and knocked on the door.
"Who's there?"
"Little Red Cap. I'm bringing you some cake and wine. Open the door."
"Just press the latch," called out the grandmother. "I'm too weak to get up."
The wolf pressed the latch, and the door opened. He stepped inside, went straight to the grandmother's bed, and ate her up. Then he put on her clothes, put her cap on his head, got into her bed, and pulled the curtains shut.
Little Red Cap had run after the flowers. After she had gathered so many that she could not carry any more, she remembered her grandmother, and then continued on her way to her house. She found, to her surprise, that the door was open. She walked into the parlor, and everything looked so strange that she thought, "Oh, my God, why am I so afraid? I usually like it at grandmother's."
She called out, "Good morning!" but received no answer.
Then she went to the bed and pulled back the curtains. Grandmother was lying there with her cap pulled down over her face and looking very strange.
"Oh, grandmother, what big ears you have!"
"All the better to hear you with."
"Oh, grandmother, what big eyes you have!"
"All the better to see you with."
"Oh, grandmother, what big hands you have!"
"All the better to grab you with!"
"Oh, grandmother, what a horribly big mouth you have!"
"All the better to eat you with!"
The wolf had scarcely finished speaking when he jumped from the bed with a single leap and ate up poor Little Red Cap. As soon as the wolf had satisfied his desires, he climbed back into bed, fell asleep, and began to snore very loudly.
A huntsman was just passing by. He thought, "The old woman is snoring so loudly. You had better see if something is wrong with her."
He stepped into the parlor, and when he approached the bed, he saw the wolf lying there. "So here I find you, you old sinner," he said. "I have been hunting for you a long time."
He was about to aim his rifle when it occurred to him that the wolf might have eaten the grandmother, and that she still might be rescued. So instead of shooting, he took a pair of scissors and began to cut open the wolf's belly. After a few cuts he saw the red cap shining through., and after a few more cuts the girl jumped out, crying, "Oh, I was so frightened! It was so dark inside the wolf's body!"
And then the grandmother came out as well, alive but hardly able to breathe. Then Little Red Cap fetched some large stones. She filled the wolf's body with them, and when he woke up and tried to run away, the stones were so heavy that he immediately fell down dead.
The three of them were happy. The huntsman skinned the wolf and went home with the pelt. The grandmother ate the cake and drank the wine that Little Red Cap had brought. And Little Red Cap thought, "As long as I live, I will never leave the path and run off into the woods by myself if mother tells me not to."
They also tell how Little Red Cap was taking some baked things to her grandmother another time, when another wolf spoke to her and wanted her to leave the path. But Little Red Cap took care and went straight to grandmother's. She told her that she had seen the wolf, and that he had wished her a good day, but had stared at her in a wicked manner. "If we hadn't been on a public road, he would have eaten me up," she said.
"Come," said the grandmother. "Let's lock the door, so he can't get in."
Soon afterward the wolf knocked on the door and called out, "Open up, grandmother. It's Little Red Cap, and I'm bringing you some baked things."
They remained silent, and did not open the door. Gray-Head crept around the house several times, and finally jumped onto the roof. He wanted to wait until Little Red Cap went home that evening, then follow her and eat her up in the darkness. But the grandmother saw what he was up to. There was a large stone trough in front of the house.
"Fetch a bucket, Little Red Cap," she said to the child. "Yesterday I cooked some sausage. Carry the water that I boiled them with to the trough." Little Red Cap carried water until the large, large trough was clear full. The smell of sausage arose into the wolf's nose. He sniffed and looked down, stretching his neck so long that he could no longer hold himself, and he began to slide. He slid off the roof, fell into the trough, and drowned. And Little Red Cap returned home happily, and no one harmed her.
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《丑小鸭》是安徒生的经典童话故事之一,写了一只天鹅蛋在鸭群中破壳后,因相貌怪异,让同类鄙弃,历经千辛万苦、重重磨难之后长成了白天鹅。下面读文网小编为大家带来丑小鸭童话故事英文版及翻译,欢迎大家阅读欣赏!
It was so beautiful out on the country, it was summer- the wheat fields were golden, the oats were green, and down among the green meadows the hay was stacked. There the stork minced about on his red legs, clacking away in Egyptian, which was the language his mother had taught him. Round about the field and meadow lands rose vast forests, in which deep lakes lay hidden. Yes, it was indeed lovely out there in the country.
In the midst of the sunshine there stood an old manor house that had a deep moat around it. From the walls of the manor right down to the water's edge great burdock leaves grew, and there were some so tall that little children could stand upright beneath the biggest of them. In this wilderness of leaves, which was as dense as the forests itself, a duck sat on her nest, hatching her ducklings. She was becoming somewhat weary, because sitting is such a dull business and scarcely anyone came to see her. The other ducks would much rather swim in the moat than waddle out and squat under the burdock leaf to gossip with her.
But at last the eggshells began to crack, one after another. "Peep, peep!" said the little things, as they came to life and poked out their heads.
"Quack, quack!" said the duck, and quick as quick can be they all waddled out to have a look at the green world under the leaves. Their mother let them look as much as they pleased, because green is good for the eyes.
"How wide the world is," said all the young ducks, for they certainly had much more room now than they had when they were in their eggshells.
"Do you think this is the whole world?" their mother asked. "Why it extends on and on, clear across to the other side of the garden and right on into the parson's field, though that is further than I have ever been. I do hope you are all hatched," she said as she got up. "No, not quite all. The biggest egg still lies here. How much longer is this going to take? I am really rather tired of it all," she said, but she settled back on her nest.
"Well, how goes it?" asked an old duck who came to pay her a call.
"It takes a long time with that one egg," said the duck on the nest. "It won't crack, but look at the others. They are the cutest little ducklings I've ever seen. They look exactly like their father, the wretch! He hasn't come to see me at all."
"Let's have a look at the egg that won't crack," the old duck said. "It's a turkey egg, and you can take my word for it. I was fooled like that once myself. What trouble and care I had with those turkey children, for I may as well tell you, they are afraid of the water. I simply could not get them into it. I quacked and snapped at them, but it wasn't a bit of use. Let me see the egg. Certainly, it's a turkey egg. Let it lie, and go teach your other children to swim."
"Oh, I'll sit a little longer. I've been at it so long already that I may as well sit here half the summer."
"Suit yourself," said the old duck, and away she waddled.
At last the big egg did crack. "Peep," said the young one, and out he tumbled, but he was so big and ugly.
The duck took a look at him. "That's a frightfully big duckling," she said. "He doesn't look the least like the others. Can he really be a turkey baby? Well, well! I'll soon find out. Into the water he shall go, even if I have to shove him in myself."
Next day the weather was perfectly splendid, and the sun shone down on all the green burdock leaves. The mother duck led her whole family down to the moat. Splash! she took to the water. "Quack, quack," said she, and one duckling after another plunged in. The water went over their heads, but they came up in a flash, and floated to perfection. Their legs worked automatically, and they were all there in the water. Even the big, ugly gray one was swimming along.
"Why, that's no turkey," she said. "See how nicely he uses his legs, and how straight he holds himself. He's my very own son after all, and quite good-looking if you look at him properly. Quack, quack come with me. I'll lead you out into the world and introduce you to the duck yard. But keep close to me so that you won't get stepped on, and watch out for the cat!"
Thus they sallied into the duck yard, where all was in an uproar because two families were fighting over the head of an eel. But the cat got it, after all.
"You see, that's the way of the world." The mother duck licked her bill because she wanted the eel's head for herself. "Stir your legs. Bustle about, and mind that you bend your necks to that old duck over there. She's the noblest of us all, and has Spanish blood in her. That's why she's so fat. See that red rag around her leg? That's a wonderful thing, and the highest distinction a duck can get. It shows that they don't want to lose her, and that she's to have special attention from man and beast. Shake yourselves! Don't turn your toes in. A well-bred duckling turns his toes way out, just as his father and mother do-this way. So then! Now duck your necks and say quack!"
They did as she told them, but the other ducks around them looked on and said right out loud, "See here! Must we have this brood too, just as if there weren't enough of us already? And-fie! what an ugly-looking fellow that duckling is! We won't stand for him." One duck charged up and bit his neck.
"Let him alone," his mother said. "He isn't doing any harm."
"Possibly not," said the duck who bit him, "but he's too big and strange, and therefore he needs a good whacking."
"What nice-looking children you have, Mother," said the old duck with the rag around her leg. "They are all pretty except that one. He didn't come out so well. It's a pity you can't hatch him again."
"That can't be managed, your ladyship," said the mother. "He isn't so handsome, but he's as good as can be, and he swims just as well as the rest, or, I should say, even a little better than they do. I hope his looks will improve with age, and after a while he won't seem so big. He took too long in the egg, and that's why his figure isn't all that it should be." She pinched his neck and preened his feathers. "Moreover, he's a drake, so it won't matter so much. I think he will be quite strong, and I'm sure he will amount to something."
"The other ducklings are pretty enough," said the old duck. "Now make yourselves right at home, and if you find an eel's head you may bring it to me."
So they felt quite at home. But the poor duckling who had been the last one out of his egg, and who looked so ugly, was pecked and pushed about and made fun of by the ducks, and the chickens as well. "He's too big," said they all. The turkey gobbler, who thought himself an emperor because he was born wearing spurs, puffed up like a ship under full sail and bore down upon him, gobbling and gobbling until he was red in the face. The poor duckling did not know where he dared stand or where he dared walk. He was so sad because he was so desperately ugly, and because he was the laughing stock of the whole barnyard.
So it went on the first day, and after that things went from bad to worse. The poor duckling was chased and buffeted about by everyone. Even his own brothers and sisters abused him. "Oh," they would always say, "how we wish the cat would catch you, you ugly thing." And his mother said, "How I do wish you were miles away." The ducks nipped him, and the hens pecked him, and the girl who fed them kicked him with her foot.
So he ran away; and he flew over the fence. The little birds in the bushes darted up in a fright. "That's because I'm so ugly," he thought, and closed his eyes, but he ran on just the same until he reached the great marsh where the wild ducks lived. There he lay all night long, weary and disheartened.
When morning came, the wild ducks flew up to have a look at their new companion. "What sort of creature are you?" they asked, as the duckling turned in all directions, bowing his best to them all. "You are terribly ugly," they told him, "but that's nothing to us so long as you don't marry into our family."
Poor duckling! Marriage certainly had never entered his mind. All he wanted was for them to let him lie among the reeds and drink a little water from the marsh.
There he stayed for two whole days. Then he met two wild geese, or rather wild ganders-for they were males. They had not been out of the shell very long, and that's what made them so sure of themselves.
"Say there, comrade," they said, "you're so ugly that we have taken a fancy to you. Come with us and be a bird of passage. In another marsh near-by, there are some fetching wild geese, all nice young ladies who know how to quack. You are so ugly that you'll completely turn their heads."
Bing! Bang! Shots rang in the air, and these two ganders fell dead among the reeds. The water was red with their blood. Bing! Bang! the shots rang, and as whole flocks of wild geese flew up from the reeds another volley crashed. A great hunt was in progress. The hunters lay under cover all around the marsh, and some even perched on branches of trees that overhung the reeds. Blue smoke rose like clouds from the shade of the trees, and drifted far out over the water.
The bird dogs came splash, splash! through the swamp, bending down the reeds and the rushes on every side. This gave the poor duckling such a fright that he twisted his head about to hide it under his wing. But at that very moment a fearfully big dog appeared right beside him. His tongue lolled out of his mouth and his wicked eyes glared horribly. He opened his wide jaws, flashed his sharp teeth, and - splash, splash - on he went without touching the duckling.
"Thank heavens," he sighed, "I'm so ugly that the dog won't even bother to bite me."
He lay perfectly still, while the bullets splattered through the reeds as shot after shot was fired. It was late in the day before things became quiet again, and even then the poor duckling didn't dare move. He waited several hours before he ventured to look about him, and then he scurried away from that marsh as fast as he could go. He ran across field and meadows. The wind was so strong that he had to struggle to keep his feet.
Late in the evening he came to a miserable little hovel, so ramshackle that it did not know which way to tumble, and that was the only reason it still stood. The wind struck the duckling so hard that the poor little fellow had to sit down on his tail to withstand it. The storm blew stronger and stronger, but the duckling noticed that one hinge had come loose and the door hung so crooked that he could squeeze through the crack into the room, and that's just what he did.
Here lived an old woman with her cat and her hen. The cat, whom she called "Sonny," could arch his back, purr, and even make sparks, though for that you had to stroke his fur the wrong way. The hen had short little legs, so she was called "Chickey Shortleg." She laid good eggs, and the old woman loved her as if she had been her own child.
In the morning they were quick to notice the strange duckling. The cat began to purr, and the hen began to cluck.
"What on earth!" The old woman looked around, but she was short-sighted, and she mistook the duckling for a fat duck that had lost its way. "That was a good catch," she said. "Now I shall have duck eggs-unless it's a drake. We must try it out." So the duckling was tried out for three weeks, but not one egg did he lay.
In this house the cat was master and the hen was mistress. They always said, "We and the world," for they thought themselves half of the world, and much the better half at that. The duckling thought that there might be more than one way of thinking, but the hen would not hear of it.
"Can you lay eggs?" she asked
"No."
"Then be so good as to hold your tongue."
The cat asked, "Can you arch your back, purr, or make sparks?"
"No."
"Then keep your opinion to yourself when sensible people are talking."
The duckling sat in a corner, feeling most despondent. Then he remembered the fresh air and the sunlight. Such a desire to go swimming on the water possessed him that he could not help telling the hen about it.
"What on earth has come over you?" the hen cried. "You haven't a thing to do, and that's why you get such silly notions. Lay us an egg, or learn to purr, and you'll get over it."
"But it's so refreshing to float on the water," said the duckling, "so refreshing to feel it rise over your head as you dive to the bottom."
"Yes, it must be a great pleasure!" said the hen. "I think you must have gone crazy. Ask the cat, who's the wisest fellow I know, whether he likes to swim or dive down in the water. Of myself I say nothing. But ask the old woman, our mistress. There's no one on earth wiser than she is. Do you imagine she wants to go swimming and feel the water rise over her head?"
"You don't understand me," said the duckling.
"Well, if we don't, who would? Surely you don't think you are cleverer than the cat and the old woman-to say nothing of myself. Don't be so conceited, child. Just thank your Maker for all the kindness we have shown you. Didn't you get into this snug room, and fall in with people who can tell you what's what? But you are such a numbskull that it's no pleasure to have you around. Believe me, I tell you this for your own good. I say unpleasant truths, but that's the only way you can know who are your friends. Be sure now that you lay some eggs. See to it that you learn to purr or to make sparks."
"I think I'd better go out into the wide world," said the duckling.
"Suit yourself," said the hen.
So off went the duckling. He swam on the water, and dived down in it, but still he was slighted by every living creature because of his ugliness.
Autumn came on. The leaves in the forest turned yellow and brown. The wind took them and whirled them about. The heavens looked cold as the low clouds hung heavy with snow and hail. Perched on the fence, the raven screamed, "Caw, caw!" and trembled with cold. It made one shiver to think of it. Pity the poor little duckling!
One evening, just as the sun was setting in splendor, a great flock of large, handsome birds appeared out of the reeds. The duckling had never seen birds so beautiful. They were dazzling white, with long graceful necks. They were swans. They uttered a very strange cry as they unfurled their magnificent wings to fly from this cold land, away to warmer countries and to open waters. They went up so high, so very high, that the ugly little duckling felt a strange uneasiness come over him as he watched them. He went around and round in the water, like a wheel. He craned his neck to follow their course, and gave a cry so shrill and strange that he frightened himself. Oh! He could not forget them-those splendid, happy birds. When he could no longer see them he dived to the very bottom. and when he came up again he was quite beside himself. He did not know what birds they were or whither they were bound, yet he loved them more than anything he had ever loved before. It was not that he envied them, for how could he ever dare dream of wanting their marvelous beauty for himself? He would have been grateful if only the ducks would have tolerated him-the poor ugly creature.
The winter grew cold - so bitterly cold that the duckling had to swim to and fro in the water to keep it from freezing over. But every night the hole in which he swam kept getting smaller and smaller. Then it froze so hard that the duckling had to paddle continuously to keep the crackling ice from closing in upon him. At last, too tired to move, he was frozen fast in the ice.
Early that morning a farmer came by, and when he saw how things were he went out on the pond, broke away the ice with his wooden shoe, and carried the duckling home to his wife. There the duckling revived, but when the children wished to play with him he thought they meant to hurt him. Terrified, he fluttered into the milk pail, splashing the whole room with milk. The woman shrieked and threw up her hands as he flew into the butter tub, and then in and out of the meal barrel. Imagine what he looked like now! The woman screamed and lashed out at him with the fire tongs. The children tumbled over each other as they tried to catch him, and they laughed and they shouted. Luckily the door was open, and the duckling escaped through it into the bushes, where he lay down, in the newly fallen snow, as if in a daze.
But it would be too sad to tell of all the hardships and wretchedness he had to endure during this cruel winter. When the warm sun shone once more, the duckling was still alive among the reeds of the marsh. The larks began to sing again. It was beautiful springtime.
Then, quite suddenly, he lifted his wings. They swept through the air much more strongly than before, and their powerful strokes carried him far. Before he quite knew what was happening, he found himself in a great garden where apple trees bloomed. The lilacs filled the air with sweet scent and hung in clusters from long, green branches that bent over a winding stream. Oh, but it was lovely here in the freshness of spring!
From the thicket before him came three lovely white swans. They ruffled their feathers and swam lightly in the stream. The duckling recognized these noble creatures, and a strange feeling of sadness came upon him.
"I shall fly near these royal birds, and they will peck me to bits because I, who am so very ugly, dare to go near them. But I don't care. Better be killed by them than to be nipped by the ducks, pecked by the hens, kicked about by the hen-yard girl, or suffer such misery in winter."
So he flew into the water and swam toward the splendid swans. They saw him, and swept down upon him with their rustling feathers raised. "Kill me!" said the poor creature, and he bowed his head down over the water to wait for death. But what did he see there, mirrored in the clear stream? He beheld his own image, and it was no longer the reflection of a clumsy, dirty, gray bird, ugly and offensive. He himself was a swan! Being born in a duck yard does not matter, if only you are hatched from a swan's egg.
He felt quite glad that he had come through so much trouble and misfortune, for now he had a fuller understanding of his own good fortune, and of beauty when he met with it. The great swans swam all around him and stroked him with their bills.
Several little children came into the garden to throw grain and bits of bread upon the water. The smallest child cried, "Here's a new one," and the others rejoiced, "yes, a new one has come." They clapped their hands, danced around, and ran to bring their father and mother.
And they threw bread and cake upon the water, while they all agreed, "The new one is the most handsome of all. He's so young and so good-looking." The old swans bowed in his honor.
Then he felt very bashful, and tucked his head under his wing. He did not know what this was all about. He felt so very happy, but he wasn't at all proud, for a good heart never grows proud. He thought about how he had been persecuted and scorned, and now he heard them all call him the most beautiful of all beautiful birds. The lilacs dipped their clusters into the stream before him, and the sun shone so warm and so heartening. He rustled his feathers and held his slender neck high, as he cried out with full heart: "I never dreamed there could be so much happiness, when I was the ugly duckling."#p#副标题#e#
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