Music Amy Lowell The neighbour sits in his window and plays the flute. From my bed I can hear him, And the round notes flutter and tap about the room, And hit against each other, Blurring to unexpected chords. It is very beautiful, With the little flute-notes all about me, In the darkness. In the daytime, The neighbour eats bread and onions with one hand And copies music with the other. He is fat and has a bald head, So I do not look at him, But run quickly past his window. There is always the sky to look at, Or the water in the well! But when night comes and he plays his flute, I think of him as a young man, With gold seals hanging from his watch, And a blue coat with silver buttons. As I lie in my bed The flute-notes push against my ears and lips, And I go to sleep, dreaming. ===================================== （大意） 音乐 （ 作者：Amy Lowell） 邻居临窗而坐，吹奏笛子 我在自己床上听到了他的演奏 饱满的音符在我屋子里回旋 音符交替 编织出想象不到的和声 在夜色里 笛子的音符包裹着我 感觉非常美妙 白天里 邻居一只手往嘴里送着面包和洋葱 另一只手抄写着音乐 他人既胖且秃 所以我从来不正眼看他 一般从他窗下急步而过 我可以仰望天空 或者低头看井水的呀 只是，一旦夜色降临，他开始吹笛子 我就把他想象成一个年轻人 手上戴着有金链子的手表 藏青色的大衣缀着银质的扣子 每当我躺在床上 笛子的音符压向我的耳朵和嘴唇 每次入睡，都会做梦 http://zhenzhubay.com/zzw/upload/up/74/bcb74f5.mp3
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