朗文（音频）：那些冬季的星期天
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Sundays too my father got up early[/font][/color]
[color=#444444][font=Tahoma,]and put his clothes on in the blueblack cold,[/font][/color]
[color=#444444][font=Tahoma,]then with cracked hands that ached[/font][/color]
[color=#444444][font=Tahoma,]from labor in the weekday weather made[/font][/color]
[color=#444444][font=Tahoma,]banked fires blaze. No one ever thanked him.[/font][/color]
[color=#444444][font=Tahoma,]星期天我父亲也起得很早，[/font][/color]
[color=#444444][font=Tahoma,]在蓝黑的寒气中穿上衣服，[/font][/color]
[color=#444444][font=Tahoma,]然后用平日在风霜里劳作[/font][/color]
[color=#444444][font=Tahoma,]皴裂而疼痛的手捅开[/font][/color]
[color=#444444][font=Tahoma,]压住的炉火。没有人感谢过他。[/font][/color]
[color=#444444][font=Tahoma,]I’d wake and hear the cold splintering, breaking.[/font][/color]
[color=#444444][font=Tahoma,]When the rooms were warm, he’d call,[/font][/color]
[color=#444444][font=Tahoma,]and slowly I would rise and dress,[/font][/color]
[color=#444444][font=Tahoma,]fearing the chronic angers of that house,[/font][/color]
[color=#444444][font=Tahoma,]我醒来听到寒气崩开、碎裂。[/font][/color]
[color=#444444][font=Tahoma,]等房间暖和了，他便叫唤，[/font][/color]
[color=#444444][font=Tahoma,]我便慢慢的起床，穿衣服，[/font][/color]
[color=#444444][font=Tahoma,]怕着那栋屋子一贯的怒气，[/font][/color]
[color=#444444][font=Tahoma,]Speaking indifferently to him,[/font][/color]
[color=#444444][font=Tahoma,]who had driven out the cold[/font][/color]
[color=#444444][font=Tahoma,]and polished my good shoes as well.[/font][/color]
[color=#444444][font=Tahoma,]What did I know, what did I know[/font][/color]
[color=#444444][font=Tahoma,]of love’s austere and lonely offices?[/font][/color]
[color=#444444][font=Tahoma,]漠然地跟他说着话，[/font][/color]
[color=#444444][font=Tahoma,]而他已驱走了寒冷[/font][/color]
[color=#444444][font=Tahoma,]把我的靓鞋也擦好了。[/font][/color]
[color=#444444][font=Tahoma,]我何曾懂得，我何曾懂得[/font][/color]
[color=#444444][font=Tahoma,]严慈的爱与其孤独的责任？[/font][/color][/size]
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