晚上隨機學一首歌曲, 英國作曲家 Quilter (1877-1953) 的 The Sea-bird, 海鷗. 自己慢慢用鋼琴彈伴奏, 和著我的哼唱. 藝術歌曲真的是私密的樂趣, 每個星期的小小確幸.
I watched a seabird flying along the wintry shore,
Just as the day was dying in floods of crimson gore.
I saw him curve and quiver against the gleaming sky
And heard the young waves shiver under his death-like cry.
Slowly his great wings lifting, he floated away alone;
Like some tired spirit drifting into the great Unknown.
Just as the day was dying in floods of crimson gore.
I saw him curve and quiver against the gleaming sky
And heard the young waves shiver under his death-like cry.
Slowly his great wings lifting, he floated away alone;
Like some tired spirit drifting into the great Unknown.
我凝望一隻海鳥，掠過蕭瑟的冬日海岸，
正值殘日漸逝，湧現漫天血色殘紅。
我看著牠迎著微光的天際盤旋顫動，
聽見初生的波浪，在牠宛若瀕死的哀啼下顫慄。
牠緩緩振起巨大的雙翼，孤身飄然遠去；
猶如一縷疲憊的幽魂，漂向那無垠的未知。
正值殘日漸逝，湧現漫天血色殘紅。
我看著牠迎著微光的天際盤旋顫動，
聽見初生的波浪，在牠宛若瀕死的哀啼下顫慄。
牠緩緩振起巨大的雙翼，孤身飄然遠去；
猶如一縷疲憊的幽魂，漂向那無垠的未知。
網路上有唱得極好的版本
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hCkYb0oqRH0&t=28s
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hCkYb0oqRH0&t=28s
2026, 森棚教官
