Desperado why don't you come to your senses

You've been out riding fences for so long now

Oh you're a hard one

But I know that you got your reasons

These things that are pleasing you

Can hurt you somehow

Don't you draw the queen of diamonds boy

She'll beat you if she's able

You know the queen of hearts is always your best bet

Now it seems to me some fine things

Have been laid upon your table

But you only want the ones that you can't get

Desperado oh you ain't getting no younger

You pain and your hunger they're driving you home

And freedom oh freedom well that's just some people talking

Your prison is walking through this world all alone

Don't your feet get cold in the winter time

The sky won't snow and the sun won't shine

It's hard to tell the night time from the day

You're loosing all your hights and lows

Ain't it funny how your feeling goes away

Desperado why don't you come to your senses

Come down from your fences open the gate

It may be raining but there's a rainbow above you

You'd better let somebody love you

Let somebody love you

Before it's too late

P.S:

Eagles最直抵心底的一首歌，歌词写得非常非常出色。

以至于很难说出整首歌里哪句歌词最让人悸动。

好吧，挑出几句：

1、These things that are pleasing you

    Can hurt you somehow

2、Don't you draw the queen of diamonds boy

    She'll beat you if she's able

    You know the queen of hearts is always your best bet

3、Now it seems to me some fine things

    Have been laid upon your table

    But you only want the ones that you can't get

4、Your prison is walking through this world all alone

5、Desperado why don't you come to your senses

    Come down from your fences open the gate

    It may be raining but there's a rainbow above you

    You'd better let somebody love you

    Let somebody love you

    Before it's too late

It's coming on the end of August

Another summer's promise almost gone

And though I heard some wise man say

That every dog will have his day

He never mentioned these dog days get so long

I don't know when I realized the dream was over

Well there was no particular hour no given day

You know it didn't go down in flame

There was no final scene no frozen frame

I just watched it slowly fade away

And I've been waiting in the weeds

Waiting for my time to come around again and

Hope is floating on the breeze

Carrying my soul high up above the ground and

I've been keeping to myself

Knowing that the seasons are slowly changing you

And though you're with somebody else

He'll never love you like I do

I've been biding time with the crows and sparrows

While peacocks prance and strut upon the stage

If finding love is just a dance

Proximity and chance

You will excuse me if I skip the masquerade

And I've been waiting in the weeds

Waiting for the dust to settle down along the back roads running through the fields

Lying on the outskirts of the lonesome town

And I imagine sunlight in your fair

You're at the country fair

You're holding hands and laughing

And now the Ferris wheel has stopped

You're swinging on the top Suspended there with him

And he's the darling of the chic

The flavor of the week is melting down your pretty summer dress

Baby what a mess you're making

I've been stumbling through some dark places

Now I'm following the plow

I know I've fallen out of your good graces

It's alright now

And I've been waiting in the weeds

Waiting for the summer rain to fall upon the wild birds scattering the seeds

Answering the calling of the tide's eternal tune

The phases of moon

The chambers of the heart

The egg and dart

A small gray spider spining in the dark

In spite of all the times the web is torn apart

And I've been waiting in the weeds

Waiting for my time to come around again and

Hope is floating on the breeze

Carrying my soul high up above the ground and

I've been keeping to myself

Knowing that the seasons are slowly changing you

And though you're with somebody else

He'll never love you like I do

P.S：Eagles归来，这首歌很是喜欢，歌词的风格有点像Desperado

若你从一开始就打定主意写最完美的歌曲，

那么你很有可能连一首最差的歌曲也不曾写出。

就像李敖的《北京法源寺》，如果李敖一直固守着完美的幻想，

那么这本书现在还不知道在哪儿呢，虽然因为这个固执的想法，

《北京法源寺》的问世已经迟了太久太久。

刚才听歌听到五月天的《天使》，发现五月天的鼓手确实不够好，

击鼓缺乏力度，很让人有冲动想帮他加把劲儿。

主音吉他也一直差强人意，从第一次听《温柔》开始就这样觉得。

还好他们有一个好的歌曲作者和一个还算可以的主唱。

最近写的歌词自己都不忍心看了，就像嚼过的甘蔗，自己都觉得厌倦，更何况别人。

Hey，man，are you clear about this？

Yup，well，I accept it。

Nightwish换了主唱，这是个好现象，一直盘桓在歌剧的风格里可不是好事儿。

说到《北京法源寺》，不得不提到袁世凯和谭嗣同。

乱世枭雄和孤独的剑客。湖南巡抚儿子的诗总是留在脑海里，

“我自横刀向天笑，去留肝胆两昆仑”。

有时会想，如果自己是袁世凯会怎么样呢？一念之间的事情似乎没有太多的选择。

也许这就是性格决定命运吧，袁世凯最终选择了经验，而不是冒险。

无论如何，这是一个悲壮的故事。

老鼠很怕猫，

猫又觉得狗真是恐怖的怪物，

狗嘲笑老鼠只会在角落里钻营，

却忘了它的食物来自主人的赏赐和施舍。

西方的诗人里一直说不出特别钟情谁，也许我会说是波德莱尔，

但我知道这是违心的，说是他可能只是为了表示自己的品位不算太糟。

莎士比亚？太过华丽了，像赞美诗。拜伦？从未真正触动我的心。

叶芝呢？是很讨巧的回答，大家都知道那首《当你老了》。

艾略特？“四月是残忍的一个月”，太晦涩或者说太寓言化了。

魏尔伦和兰波唯美地一起消逝在青春欢畅的记忆里了。

如今，我最爱里尔克，沉默的里尔克，孤独的里尔克，身体孱弱的里尔克。

残酷里总是温情脉脉，沉默里却发出最尖锐的嘶哑。

望着他，仿佛望见了自己。

里尔克的几首诗：　

《挖去我的眼睛》

挖去我的眼睛，我仍能看见你

堵住我的耳朵，我仍能听见你

没有脚，我能够走到你身旁

没有嘴，我还是能祈求你

折断我的双臂，我仍将拥抱你

用我的心，像用手一样

钳住我的心，我的脑子不会停息

你放火烧我的脑子

我仍将托付你，用我的血液

《秋日》

主啊！是时候了，夏日曾经很盛大

把你的阴影落在日规上

让秋风刮过田野

让最后的果实长得丰满

再给它们两天南方的气候

迫使它们成熟

把最后的甘甜酿入浓酒

谁这时没有房屋，就不必建筑

谁这时孤独，就永远孤独

就醒着，读着，写着长信

在林荫道上来回

不安地游荡，当着落叶纷飞

《孤寂》

孤寂好似一场雨

它迎着黄昏，从海上升起

它从遥远偏僻的旷野飘来

飘向它长久栖息的天空

从天空才降临到城里

孤寂的雨下个不停

在深巷里昏暗的黎明

当一无所获的身躯分离开来

失望悲哀，各奔东西

当彼此仇恨的人们

不得不睡在一起

这时孤寂如同江河，铺盖大地

《沉重的时刻》

此刻有谁在世上的某处哭

无缘无故地在世上哭

哭我

此刻有谁在夜里的某处笑

无缘无故地在夜里笑

笑我

此刻有谁在世上的某处走

无缘无故地在世上走

走向我

此刻有谁在世上的某处死

无缘无故地死

望着我