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Re: 鎽樿瘧鍑犻椴佺背鐨勫洓琛岃瘲 | Oct 24 2007

85，你渴望痛饮她眼里的美酒

You can't get drunk on the wine of her eyes,
You can't bury your hands in her hair.
Your enemies taunt you, night and day:
'You waste away, and still she doesn't care.'

你渴望痛饮她眼里的美酒。
你渴望将她的头发绕在手指头。
你忍受着情敌们无休无止的嘲弄，
任衣带渐宽，终不肯罢休。