Love at First Sight-程璧

歌手 : 程璧

专辑 : Sonnet and Song

语种 : 英语

时长 : 04:25

波兰⼥诗⼈维斯瓦娃·⾟波丝卡（Wislawa Szymborska，1923-2012）的这首经典诗歌《Love at First Sight》（英译），描写的一见钟情像一部东欧⽂艺电影，奇幻、蒙太奇、⿊⽩⾊系，剧情⽤长镜头表达。故而编曲上从⼿铃、⽊吉他跳转摇滚，突如其来的旋律起伏演绎一曲“⾟波斯卡”式的波兰风情。⾟波丝卡在每⼀本诗集中尝试新技法，擅长从⽇常⽣活汲取灵感，以小见大，深刻隐喻，举重若轻，机智幽默。这首诗也是台湾漫画家几米《向左右，向右走》的灵感来源。

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TXT Love at First Sight-程璧文本歌词

Love at First Sight - 程璧

词：维斯瓦娃·⾟波丝卡（Wislawa Szymborska）

曲：容千

编曲：邱昊

吉他：邱昊

贝斯：彭昱策

器乐录音：李泽文

人声录音：前田励

混音：严祥博

母带：严祥博

They're both convinced

That a sudden passion joined them

Such certainty is beautiful

But uncertainty is more beautiful still

Since they'd never met before they're sure

That there'd been nothing between them

But what's the word from the streets staircases hallways

Perhaps they've passed each other a million times

I want to ask them if they don't remember

A moment face to face in some revolving door

Perhaps a sorry muttered in a crowd

A curt wrong number caught in the receiver

But I know the answer

No they don't remember

They'd be amazed to hear

That Chance has been toying with them now for years

Not quite ready yet

To become their Destiny

It pushed them close drove them apart

It barred their path

Stifling a laugh

And then leaped aside

There were signs and signals

Even if they couldn't read them yet

There were signs and signals

Even if they couldn't read them yet

Perhaps three years ago

Or just last Tuesday

A certain leaf fluttered from one shoulder to another

Something was dropped and then picked up

Who knows maybe the ball that vanished into childhood's thicket

There were doorknobs and doorbells where one touch had covered another beforehand

Suitcases checked and standing side by side

Side by side

One night perhaps the same dream

Grown hazy by morning

Every beginning

Is only a sequel after all

And the book of events

Is always open halfway through

One night perhaps the same dream

Grown hazy by morning

Every beginning

I only a sequel after all

And the book of events

Is always open halfway through