本帖最後由 天爸 於 2012-11-20 16:15 編輯 4 F8 B. w$ \' P# g9 k+ \7 y+ ?1 J" d' h8 m. Q) h+ q. M* e
Nana Mouskouri - Mama ( with Lyrics ) 9 x- V; C+ M* @+ k$ ?0 Y# h- O) H% n; E' t# O5 a" M( I
5 _0 \( i- n# a& vThis is the tale of a little boy! v4 n+ h/ J& q- S1 J
Wandering far from his home / t. o+ E7 J! a8 m! {! z7 O' v7 D$ zMost of his family were with him then4 j7 X) `5 A* I
And nothing but life did they own. z6 r3 L, H# F1 Y) D9 C
Tortured by war in their native land $ k1 }/ A; T w( s) {5 x1 CTheir only recourse was to flight 3 |: h; p) k+ A! iTracing the path of the sun by day6 w0 @7 Y3 A' L+ B
And led by the north star at night * f3 i& e- j$ ]" X- z: G! kOnward they pressed to the promised land4 Z3 X) E% U) m+ ?" b- x; K/ Q# N; i9 N
Not knowing if that was the way* B9 M( }8 O$ R# E
And none of the children could understand: E0 \6 P1 I6 H7 {
And this little boy used to say l" p+ E9 o; @2 @2 p
Hey, hey, hey; Q: g9 a. _ Y, \7 p1 U
! q, e1 D X' B4 I/ A" RMama , where do we go from here $ O6 s( I6 V, GMamma, why can' t we stay C4 _' T9 d9 `1 n; V/ P0 XMamma, is daddy very near 3 v% U& R% Q9 c+ B. g1 g, nMamma, why do you pray 2 J; I8 u- N0 i+ l8 o$ K4 g o# r6 p! C. ], C3 j: w$ `- IDown came the winter, the food was scarce8 O1 q, v) f4 x( h1 O& y9 T8 ~5 U
The people were falling like flies / V# _* B) a# u. `# l* T* g QDisease helped starvation make matters worse 0 M4 J6 G- ?) `& P8 \- kAnd parents resorted to lies ; l4 s: S# d0 {: @Hush, your mamma will soon be well' J+ p H9 O1 I4 T
Though all they can do is to wait; A2 Y$ n/ M0 H
And one little boy hears the doctor tell 4 {- M& P! B4 X$ J5 }/ l& b: [The others he thinks it' s too late + C. k5 P6 A. }9 h1 Q0 v3 x, FIt' s too late3 ~) r; b9 F$ |3 u6 Y
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Mamma, he whispers quietly ! [- u: J2 |. ^8 L9 T+ i9 J KMamma, you' re looking old8 Z+ S9 X6 o8 P8 a- {
Mamma, why don' t you answer me 9 J0 y) L8 g6 n; IMamma, your hands feel cold) l7 J" G( _# h m4 T: X% \9 }
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He rushes out into the chilly night 4 I4 A% v" N! t. _; ]+ X. P8 \He can' t beleive what he has been told7 S: Z* c+ v1 ^ J. A( F1 n3 m
The tears in his eyes start to blur his sight ( q- c6 ]& z7 E- @; x( wAnd freeze on his face with the cold) e6 D/ `) N! N8 h
But in the next camp, ther is a mother mild & y1 X4 d$ O; b# Y0 u% Z: B; R$ |Who' s mourning a son passed away9 A2 I1 G; k! U! J# x
And fate brings the cries of the little child# k0 h0 {7 F3 Q8 ?
To her just as he starts to say ) C+ ]( {, T: QHey, hey, hey9 x( z- B' g K3 ^
# ^$ i; r$ v% Y! w2 J$ v$ DMamma, she knows what she must do 7 l7 r8 r/ u5 S5 G: {1 ^0 Qmamma, she thinks of her - K- Q+ |$ J% ^- _! Z4 e2 f6 l; BMamma, I must take the place of you: c) y; K9 P B7 q& \& C
And take him into my care