The Brothers Four, 一首朴素的歌， 简单而真挚， 翻出来预示暑假后我创作热情的回归。

 

I may not have mansion, I haven't any land
Not even a paper dollar to crinkle in my hands
But I can show you morning on a thousand hills
And kiss you and give you seven daffodils

I do not have a fortune to buy you pretty things
But I can weave you moonbeams for necklaces and rings
And I can show you morning on a thousand hills
And kiss you and give you seven daffodils

 

没法给你庄园， 没法给你大厦

潦倒的我， 没有锱铢在名下

跟随着我， 天下处处是你家

为你驱走烦恼， 为你采来鲜花

别人的珠光宝气， 对我是奢望

只要你嫣然一笑， 美丽已绽放

管他那大好河山， 你才是我向往

有了你就算地狱， 也尽是芬芳