angliholic
09-28-2010, 10:27 PM
It's sunny and breezy this morning,
and I wonder if this is the last warmth of the autumn,
and the last tenderness of yours.
I guess right now you're singing gently a shepherd's song
to the meek lambs in a boundless pasture,
for you're a loving shepherd girl.
Ah! Who on earth lost the key to the enigma of life?
While my heart is flying like a skylark to your grassland
and humming the nostalgic melody along with you,
yet this body of mine is still caged in the hustle and bustle of city life!
I hope one day you will hear my wish~
I'm not city born, and I'm yearning for your country life!
and I wonder if this is the last warmth of the autumn,
and the last tenderness of yours.
I guess right now you're singing gently a shepherd's song
to the meek lambs in a boundless pasture,
for you're a loving shepherd girl.
Ah! Who on earth lost the key to the enigma of life?
While my heart is flying like a skylark to your grassland
and humming the nostalgic melody along with you,
yet this body of mine is still caged in the hustle and bustle of city life!
I hope one day you will hear my wish~
I'm not city born, and I'm yearning for your country life!