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Susan Boyle - Britains Got Talent 2009 Episode 1 - Saturday 11th April
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每次看这个片段都深深地陶醉其中!!!
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- M5 h* P. M: n1 M也祝福大家美梦成真!' h9 B% b8 X8 |# {! K
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# l$ ?) s6 m. ?5 y3 r; rFantine - I Dreamed a Dream Lyrics, W. q: ]4 D4 }7 o
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. H; V- D s. FThere was a time when men were kind, H, V1 f. O) x
And their voices were soft,7 O( D9 v2 W' M* [4 b0 v
And their words inviting.% l! h* p. G- S! F% T9 {
There was a time when love was blind,* [ l: Q/ J J5 Z' N7 T2 u
And the world was a song,
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1 N- b4 e; c, { AThere was a time when it all went wrong...
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& g0 I0 z* S: I3 q- ?& wI dreamed a dream in time gone by,
& K4 B# T: F2 f! yWhen hope was high and life, worth living.
" n9 p, \1 o% e0 {I dreamed that love would never die,+ r( @6 X( Z* r
I dreamed that God would be forgiving.
, i! H) H1 u2 gThen I was young and unafraid,
' y- Z- L$ T8 Q. f+ I8 d3 ^& H) KAnd dreams were made and used and wasted.
4 V. B. e) g# a, o S4 Q/ TThere was no ransom to be paid,$ U5 l9 @) A9 d Z- r! G
No song unsung, no wine, untasted.! a0 M# V! F+ ^# d% v/ S. |: W# X
% }4 Z6 w' ^6 `) w5 g& vBut the tigers come at night,: K l" h1 c# L1 p; v3 w, ~+ C
With their voices soft as thunder,
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# W; T( Y1 ~! m+ ^% m4 v% NAnd they turn your dream to shame.; @" {3 \" R, n g# `/ l+ e' J2 a* n
5 N) d t$ f4 K( a% r/ S5 W3 N9 UHe slept a summer by my side,
! L- D+ E0 x7 \7 t5 q- gHe filled my days with endless wonder...: {! Q7 p& A, }) y: t. h. ]/ v' [3 J s
He took my childhood in his stride,
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And still I dream he'll come to me," R) V0 b2 o5 I3 u5 b
That we will live the years together,! W# f' [* N" G) l
But there are dreams that cannot be,
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; c: Q& R2 \8 d7 }. @# ~8 cI had a dream my life would be7 n+ B' ^! e3 [3 D
So different from this hell I'm living,. c3 N! x8 O/ C; m' T1 I( b
So different now from what it seemed...
4 m' p9 g( y( uNow life has killed the dream I dreamed... |
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