99年第四期英文初級班成果表演
EL CONDOR PASA 老鷹之歌
I’d rather be a sparrow than a snail.
Yes, I would. If I could, I surely would.
I’d rather be a hammer than a nail.
Yes, I would. If I only could, I surely would.
Away, I'd rather sail away
like a swan that’s here and gone.
A man gets tied up to the ground.
He gives the world its saddest sound, its saddest sound.
I’d rather be a forest than a street.
Yes I would. If I could, I surely would.
I'd rather feel the earth beneath my feet.
Yes, I would. If I only could, I surely would
Away, I'd rather sail away
like a swan that’s here and gone.
A man gets tied up to the ground.
He gives the world its saddest sound, its saddest sound.
YESTERDAY ONCE MORE
When I was young,
I'd listen to the radio, waiting for my favorite songs.
When they played I'd sing along. It made me smile.
Those were such happy times, and not so long ago.
How I wondered where they'd gone.
But they're back again,
just like a long-lost friend.
All the songs I loved so well.
Every sha-la-la-la, every wo-wo still shines.
Every shing-a-ling-a-ling,
that they're starting to sing, so fine.
When they get to the part
where he's breaking her heart,
it can really make me cry.
Just like before, it's yesterday once more.
(Shoo-bee-do-l.a., shoo-bee-do-l.a.)
Looking back on how it was in years gone by,
and the good time that I had,
makes today seem rather sad; so much has changed.
It was songs of love that I
would sing to them, and I'd memorize each word.
Those old melodies still sound so good to me,
as they melt the years away.
All my vest memories come back clearly to
me; some can even make me cry.
Just like before, it's yesterday once more.
Every sha-la-la-la, every wo-wo still shines.
Every shing-a-ling-a-ling,
that they're starting to sing, so fine.
When they get to the part
where he's breaking her heart,
it can really make me cry.
Just like before, it's yesterday once more.
(Shoo-bee-do-l.a., shoo-bee-do-l.a.)
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