taylor歌词书
= Taylor Swift
= sad beautiful tragic
Long hand written note,deep in your pocket
亲笔书就的千言万语，深藏在你的衣兜里
Words, how little they mean, when they're a little too late
文字，错过对的时间，便会显得苍白无力
I stood right by the tracks, your face in a locket
我站在铁道旁，项链坠嵌着你的眼眉
Good girls, hopeful they'll be and lonely will wait
优秀的女孩，前程似锦，却要独自静候在光阴里
We had a beautiful magic love there
我们曾拥有一场爱情，梦幻，美丽
What a sad beautiful tragic love affair
而现在，它是一出美丽的悲剧
In dreams, I meet you in long conversation
梦中相会，我们谈天说地
We both wake in lonely beds, and different cities
梦醒时分，我们卧于异榻，置身两地
And time is ticking a sweet summer race in you
时光如白驹过隙，甜蜜一夏匆匆而去
And you've got your demons and darling they all look like me
我幻化成魔鬼和天使，住进你的心里
Cause we had a beautiful magic love there
只因我们拥有过一场爱情，梦幻，美丽
What a sad beautiful tragic love affair
而现在，它是一出凄美的悲剧
Distance, tire me, break down, fighting
距离，疲倦了我，几近崩溃，挣扎着崛起
Silence, this train runs off its tracks
爱的列车脱离轨道，悄无声息
Kiss me, try to fix it, would you just try to listen
你吻我，试图弥补，但可否听我诉说一字一句
Hang up, give up, for the life of us we can't get it back
百般拖延，最终放弃，只因我们的生活无法继续
A beautiful magic love there
那场爱情，梦幻，美丽
What a sad beautiful tragic, beautiful tragic, beautiful
它变成一出凄美的悲剧，如此凄凉，如此美丽
What we had, a beautiful magic love there
我们曾拥有的爱情，梦幻，美丽
What a sad beautiful tragic love affair
却变成一出凄美的悲剧
We had a beautiful magic love there
我们曾拥有一场爱情，梦幻，美丽
What a sad beautiful tragic love affair
而现在，它是一出美丽的悲剧
歌名：The Diary Of Me
演唱：Taylor Swift
所属专辑：Unreleased Songs [Bootleg]
发行时间：2011-01-28
发行公司：BMG
中文歌词：
我是一个悠闲,穿着t恤,蓝色的牛仔裤,
带着心情戒指的女孩
嗨，是啊，你怎么说？
低调，我是一个使命，反叛，天使，恶魔。
中间偏右些写着（看不懂。。。所以遍了些），有时会喜怒无常的。
我在这里如一本打开的书。
翻过这一页，满眼全是愤怒的情绪在里面。
哦，你看到的就是你得到的。
亲爱的你拥握着我日记的钥匙
我是首诗歌，很复杂，简单地说
嘿，是的，宝贝，你呢？
我生来自由，我是一个手机嬉皮士（不懂。。。。）
你听懂了么
当我搞砸了我一蹶不振
我刚刚写下，是的
我在这里如一本摊开的书
翻过这一页，满眼全是愤怒的情绪在里面。
哦，你看到的就是你得到的。
亲爱的你拥握着我日记的钥匙
下雨的星期日，电视上没有什么好看的节目
昨天是孤独的，你是唯一一个得到我的人
我的心就像是一个岛屿在海上漂流着。
我不停的想着你，希望你也想着我。
我在这里如一本摊开的书
翻过这一页，满眼全是愤怒的情绪在里面。
哦，你看到的就是你得到的。
亲爱的你拥握着我日记的钥匙
我在这里如一本摊开的书翻过这一页，
满眼全是愤怒的情绪在里面。
哦，你看到的就是你得到的。
亲爱的你拥握着我日记的钥匙
英文歌词：
I'm a laid back, t-shirt, blue jean,
mood ring kind of girl
Hey, yeah, what's the word on you?
Lay low, i'm a mission, rebel, angel, devil.
Little left of the middle, sometimes i get tempermental.
Here i am, an open book.
Turn the page it's all the rage get a look
on the inside.
Oh what you get is what you see.
Baby you hold the key to the diary of me.
I'm poetry, complicated, simply stated,
hey, yeah,baby how bout you?
i was born free, i'm a cell phone hippie,
are you with me?
when i mess up i don't get up,
i just get down, yeah.
Here i am, an open book.
Turn the page it's all the rage get a look
on the inside.
Oh what you get is what you see.
Baby you hold the key to the diary of me.
it's rainin on sunday, there's nothin on tv. yesterday was lonely
your the only one who gets me.
my mind is like an island drifting through the ocean.
i can't stop thinkin about you, hope your thinkin about me too.
Here i am, an open book.
Turn the page it's all the rage get a look
on the inside.
Oh what you get is what you see.
Baby you hold the key to the diary of me.
Here i am, an open book.
Turn the page it's all the rage get a look
on the inside.
Oh what you get is what you see.
Baby you hold the key to the diary of me
