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			<title><![CDATA[Promises like pie crust]]></title>
			<author>sleeping_assai@hotmail.com(renèe)</author>
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			<pubDate>Sat,13 Jun 2009 20:23:22 +0800</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<div><div>　　<object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="kmp/player.swf" width="290" height="24" id="audioplayer70554"><param name="movie" value="kmp/player.swf" /><param name="FlashVars" value="playerID=70554&amp;bg=0xf8f8f8&amp;leftbg=0xeeeeee&amp;lefticon=0x666666&amp;&rightbg=0xcccccc&amp;rightbghover=0x999999&amp;righticon=0x666666&amp;righticonhover=0xFFFFFF&amp;text=0x666666&amp;slider=0xda8619&amp;track=0xe9e9e9&amp;border=0x666666&amp;loader=0xf0c184&amp;loop=no&amp;autostart=no&amp;soundFile=http://sleep-ing.net/blog/music/promises.mp3" /><param name="quality" value="high" /><param name="menu" value="false" /><param name="wmode" value="transparent" /></object></div></div><br/><br/>　　新BLOG以来，竟然第一次贴音乐。<br/>　　很旧的歌。那时Carla Bruni尚未嫁给猴子总统。<br/>　　声音没有什么修饰，音乐也没有什么修饰，可句句唱进心扉。<br/>　　中国媒体似乎并不怎么喜欢她。可是我觉得一位声音如此纯净，音乐如此纯净的女性，人也该是纯净的吧。<br/><br/><br/>　　Promise me no promises,<br/>　　So will I not promise you:<br/>　　Keep we both our liberties,<br/>　　Never false and never true:<br/>　　Let us hold the die **,<br/>　　Free to come as free to go:<br/>　　For I cannot know your past,<br/>　　And of mine what can you know?<br/><br/><br/>　　You, so warm, may once have been<br/>　　Warmer towards another one:<br/>　　I, so cold, may once have seen<br/>　　Sunlight, once have felt the sun:<br/>　　Who shall show us if it was<br/>　　Thus indeed in time of old?<br/>　　Fades the image from the glass,<br/>　　And the fortune is not told.<br/><br/><br/>　　If you promised, you might grieve<br/>　　For lost liberty again:<br/>　　If I promised, I believe<br/>　　I should fret to break the chain.<br/>　　Let us be the friends we were,<br/>　　Nothing more but nothing less:<br/>　　Many thrive on frugal fare<br/>　　Who would perish of excess.<br/><br/><br/>　　Promises like pie-crust<br/>　　Promises like pie-crust ]]></description>
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