你知道我在台大最喜歡的路是哪一條。
你也知道我在台北市最喜歡的路是哪一條。
那在Buffalo呢?
我想,應該就是Chestnut Ridge Road.
因為夏天的時候,隨風搖曳的樹影輕盈,那是一條蜿蜒曲折卻又有著美好風景的安靜小徑;冬日初昇月光尚存時,白雪皚皚光亮得駭人,而鹿群卻仍悠遊自得的穿梭其中;半夜挑燈夜戰時,遠方不停傳來火車的汽笛聲,又總是輕易地讓我想嘆息。
I wonder where you are.
這真是一條美得不像話的路了。充滿著圖像,充滿著回憶,充滿著我的足跡。
I can hear the soft breathing of the girl that I love,
As she lies here beside me
Asleep with the night,
And her hair, in a fine mist floats on my pillow,
Reflecting the glow
Of the winter moonlight.
She is soft, she is warm, but my heart remains heavy,
And I watch as her breasts
Gently rise, gently fall,
For I know with the first light of dawn I'll be leaving,
And tonight will be
All I have left to recall.
Oh, what have I done, why have I done it,
I've committed a crime,
I've broken the law.
For twenty-five dollars and pieces of silver,
I held up and robbed
A hard liquor store.
My life seems unreal, my crime an illusion,
A scene badly written
In which I must play.
Yet I know as I gaze at my young love beside me,
The morning is just a few hours away.