也许我的心是向往远方的,向往连绵的群山、广袤苍茫的草原、偶尔飞过的小鸟。。。。。。也许,也许没有也许.只是近日的失眠,让我在常常在深夜想起这首歌:《布列瑟农》这首歌结尾处那渐行渐逝的列车的呼啸声，让人就像坐在从容不迫行进的列车上，瞭望着窗外不断闪掠而过的风景，由此把记忆引向更遥远飘渺的所在。

Here I stand in Bressanone with the stars up in
the sky
Are they shining over Brenner
and upon the other side you would be a sweet
surrender
I must go the other way
And my train will carry me onward though my
heart would surdly stay
Wo my heart would surely stay
Mow the clouds are flying by me
and the moon is the rise I have left stars
behind me
they were disamondsin your skies
You would be a sweet surrender
I must go the other way
And my train will carry me onward though my
heart would surely stay
Wo my heart would surely stay