Wednesday, December 14, 2005

chinese


也许就是要等 一百个世纪
我们才能够发现 真爱的美丽

龙舌兰的花朵 不代表绚丽
选择燃烧了自己 将真爱延续
就像刺鸟的宿命 悲剧却勇敢
用生命交换结局的灿烂

-刺鸟, FIR

I think my sudden spurts of love for the chinese language are partly weird romantic fancy, and partly due to the unfamiliarity with the chinese characters weaving some kind of beauty around them, yes, the way they can be strung together so.. beautifully. Not
good with words, not with familiar english nor unfamiliar chinese, I'm again unable to express why and the lyrics of this song captivate me so.

Or actually, maybe, it's just part of the sudden irrational liking I've taken to FIR. sigh. :)

Happy to play host to visiting friends, because London is a wonderful city. Happy that if feels like holidays already. Happy to be listening to music. Wishing I could start disciplining myself to sleep earlier though....

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