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第五十二章 斗琴之龙门客栈第(2/2)页
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    ’Thiscouldbe

    HeavenorthiscouldbeHell’

    Thenshelitupacandleandsheshowedmetheway

    Therewerevoicesdownthecorridor,

    IthoughtIheardthemsay...

    WelcometotheHotelCalifornia

    Suchalovelyplace

    Suchalovelyface

    PlentyofroomattheHotelCalifornia

    Anytimeofyear,youcanfindithere

    月黑大漠路迢迢,风高凛冽客思归,

    人倦眼乏昏欲睡,闻香忽见灯火碎,

    但见有女娉婷立,耳畔钟声如乐起,

    天堂地狱两相忘,浑然不似在人间,

    秉烛引路过画廊,人声嘈杂迎客至:

    加州客栈诚待客,虚位以侯游子回,

    HermindisTiffany-twisted,shegottheMercedesbends

    Shegotalotofpretty,prettyboys,thatshecallsfriends

    Howtheydanceinthecourtyard,sweetsummersweat.

    Somedancetoremember,somedancetoforget

    SoIcalleduptheCaptain,

    ’Pleasebring

    memywine’

    Hesaid,’Wehaven’thadthatspiritheresincenineteensixty

    nine’

    Andstillthosevoicesarecallingfromfaraway,

    Wakeyouupinthemiddleofthenight

    Justtohearthemsay...

    WelcometotheHotelCalifornia

    Suchalovelyplace

    Suchalovelyface

    TheylivinitupattheHotelCalifornia

    Whatanicesurprise,bringyouralibis

    衣香鬓影佳人意,玉郎终始为君来,

    放歌纵舞前廊院,香汗淋漓未尽欢:

    纵使笙歌能醉月,情未忘我怎忘情?

    便向校官索美酒,经年未备意阑珊,

    午夜梦回旧馆舍,声声呼唤充耳闻,

    倦鸟羁留深林久,此间乐哉不思飞,

    Mirrorsontheceiling,

    Thepinkchampagneonice

    Andshesaid’Wearealljustprisonershere,ofourowndevice’

    Andinthemaster’schambers,

    Theygatheredforthefeast

    Thestabitwiththeirsteelyknives,

    Buttheyjustcan’tkillthebeast

    LastthingIremember,Iwas

    Runningforthedoor

    Ihadtofindthepassageback

    TotheplaceIwasbefore

    Relax,saidthenightman,

    Weareprogrammedtoreceive.

    Youcancheckoutanytimeyoulike,

    butyoucanneverleave

    宝镜倒映烛影晃,寒冰装点酒色红,

    宾客齐至成盛筵,佳人美酒俱添光,

    轻启朱唇惊四座,投杯停箸不能食:

    钢刀银叉手中持,心魔犹在不能消,

    自我羁押成囚徒,吾辈颓然尚不知。

    闻言仓皇寻旧路,四顾茫茫无着处,

    明朝更向何处去?更者悠然言少歇:

    纵然我辈长别离,此生有命不能弃,

    前路漫漫归旧旅,生此回环无尽时。

    进入华丽而凄美的尾奏,好似带领所有听众经历了一整个荒诞诡异的故事,转眼见他起高楼,眼见他宴宾客,眼见他楼塌了。而酒吧里的所有人就看见了龙门客栈在时光的侵蚀下,飞速腐朽,里面的那些鲜活的人老去,死亡,凋谢化为枯骨。直至所有的一切灰飞烟灭,一群黑袍的祭祀在浩瀚的星空下祷告。

    飘渺的琴声将音符演奏成闪烁的星辰,当这些星辰化作最后一抹光亮,琴声消逝,黑暗降临。

    世界毁灭了。

    

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