在一个爱尔兰女人的歌声中，我是如此地快乐着。。。

佛罗里达的一月，西棕榈海滩，绿油油的雨天，温暖的海湾夜晚。
幽暗的酒店，图画般标准的房间，整齐得没有一点生气。
疲惫地躺在浴缸里，脑海中却还是白天漫长的会议，计划，讨论，没完没了的商务晚餐，喝不完的比利时啤酒，讲不完的笑话，疲于应付的英文神经。
和时差导致的辗转反侧的失眠的夜晚。
思念着家，加州温暖的冬天，久别归家，明媚的阳光透过浴室的四扇玻璃窗，在迷蒙的蒸汽里，探身走进满满一池的热水，任满屋的温暖，抚摸每一寸肌肤，从脸，到颈项，胸膛，小腹，阴茎，大腿，小腿，脚趾。。。就像你温柔的手，缓缓拂过我每一根神经，每一颗含而未落的泪珠，每一丝幸福的颤栗，我闭上眼，微笑着。。。
耳边的音乐，悠扬伤感的笛声，伴着海浪永不止息的吟唱。在一个爱尔兰女人的歌声中，我是如此地快乐着， so much love...time for healing...precious time...the beauty of this land...
一个从未到过的陌生国度，竟生出这许多莫名的乡愁，我尚未成形的那一刻，你的呼唤，在音乐里，让我苏醒。。。
就让我在你的怀里饮泣。
就让我结束这一切的流逝，在我还能呼吸的时候。。。

(来自网络）

How gentle was the breeze that surrounded the way
How loud the sea's roar on the four winds everyday
Sharing love, wounded gifts from ancient long ago
Together they closed in the circles we know
Will we treasure all the secrets with life's changing scenes
Where our hearts were warm with love, so much love
Will the flowers grow again as I open out my hand
Precious time, time for healing
The beauty of this land
Will we treasure all the secrets with life's changing scenes
Where our hearts were warm with love, so much love
Will the flowers grow again as I open out my hand
Precious time, time for healing
The beauty of this land
How soulful those words that confuses the way
How wild the mountains stare as they guard our everyday
Take for granted noble hearts in the golden age that's flown
Between us recall on a strong road we've known
Will we treasure all the secrets with life's changing scenes
Where our hearts were warm with love, so much love
Will the flowers grow again as I open out my hand
Precious time, time for healing
The beauty of this land