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She Elvis Costello
She
May be the face I can't forget
A trace of pleasure or regret
May be my treasure or the price I have to pay
She may be the song that summer sings
May be the chill that autumn brings
May be a hundred different things
Within the measure of a day
She
May be the beauty or the beast
May be the famine or the feast
May turn each day into a heaven or a hell
She may be the mirror of my dreams
A smile reflected in a stream
She may not be what she may seem
Inside her shell
She who always seems so happy in a crowd
Whose eyes can be so private and so proud
No one's allowed to see them when they cry
She may be the love that cannot hope to last
May come to me from shadows of the past
That I'll remember till the day I die
She
May be the reason I survive
The why and wherefore I'm alive
The one I'll care for through the rough and ready years
Me I'll take her laughter and her tears
And make them all my souvenirs
For where she goes I've got to be
The meaning of my life is
She, she, she
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她 艾维斯柯斯提洛
她
也许是我忘不了的容颜
是我欢愉或悔恨的痕迹
也许是我的宝藏，或是我必须付出的代价
她也许是夏天唱出的歌
也许是秋天带来的萧瑟
也许是千百种化身
在一天之中
她
也许是美女、是野兽
也许是饥荒、是盛宴
使每一天成为天堂或地狱
她也许是我梦的镜子
倒映在溪水中的笑容
她也许不像外表看来那样
在她的躯壳中
她，似乎在人群中永远快乐无比
她的双眼如此自我又如此骄傲
没有人能看见它们哭泣的样子
她也许是无望继续的爱情
也许成为我过往的阴影
直到我死去那天，我都会记得
她
也许是我活下去的理由
是我依然活着的原因
不论艰难或平安的岁月我都愿照顾的人
我将保存她的笑容与泪水
将它们做成纪念品
不论她到哪里去，我将跟随
她是我人生的意义
她─────
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