Here they talked of revolutionhere it was they lit the flame
here they sang about tomorrow
and tomorrow never came...
From the table in the corner
They could see a world reborn
And they rose with voices ringing
And I can hear them now
The very words that they had sung
became their last communion
near the lonely Tiananmen, at dawn...
願﹐始終一天。
3 comments:
燈光裡飛馳...
事實的真相,是永遠抺不掉,揮不去的。
毋忘六四,是堅持,也是一份漂亮的固執。
linus:
失意的孩子。
lemon tree:
有些事情忘記不起。
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