Summer of my dreams

从北欧高高兴兴回来，伦敦却脸黑黑迎接我。

在瑞典和丹麦整整九天连续的阳光明媚，没有一天不是不晴朗的。是我幸运吧？

回到伦敦，马上就起朦胧的雾，心情再好，骤然巨大的转变也会把情绪变得很坏很差。

暂时脱离现实，和媒体完全隔绝，逃避世事和事实，很是享受。

回来之后，很多大小不如意之事却霹霹雳雳争先恐后地发生。

嘿，我才离开了九天。又是天灾，又是人祸，又是死亡。现在可是春天嘞！

所有的梦好像突然间地粉碎。

希望夏天会更好。

（还好有秘鲁，我越想越是兴奋。真的真的很期待，尽管很害怕。）

Summer of my dreams
by Celtic Tenors

In the shade of this old tree, in the summer of my dreams,
By the tall grass, by the wild rose, where the trees dance and the wind blows,
As the days go oh so slowly, as the sun shines oh so holy on the good and gracious green,
In the summer of my dreams.

By the banks of this old stream, in the summer of my dreams,
By the deep pool where the fish wait for the old fool with the wrong bait,
There’s a field of purple clover, there’s a small cloud passing over, and then the rain comes washing clean,
In the summer of my dreams.

See the raindrops, on the grass now, just like diamonds lying there.
By the old road, where I pass now, there’s a twilight on the air.
And as the sun sets down before me, I see my true love waiting for me, standing by the back porch screen,
In the summer of my dreams.

In the shade of this old tree, in the summer of my dreams,
By the tall grass, by the wild rose, where the trees dance as the beans grow,
As the days go oh so slowly, as the sun shines oh so lowly, on the good and gracious green,
In the summer of my dreams,
In the summer of my dreams!