Autumn Leaves – Eric Clapton (艾力克·克萊普頓)

Written by：Joseph Kosma

The falling leaves drift by my window

落葉飄過我的窗戶

The falling leaves of red and gold

紅色和金色的落葉

I see your lips the summer kisses

我看到你的嘴唇，那夏日的吻

The sunburned hands I used to hold

我曾經(jīng)擁有的曬黑的手

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綠芽輕吻晨光，

露珠把風(fēng)擦亮；

松針抖落夜的灰，

雀聲翻開山的扉。

溪在石上寫透明詩，

我隨倒影回童年位置；

你笑著把蒲公英舉起，

一吹，春天就飛滿名字。

讓心跳做柔軟的鼓，

替萬物伴奏初綠；

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So much more than the night can hold,

We’re sparks in the static, burning bold.

Your voice cuts through the vinyl rain,

A ghost of hope in the gutter’s drain.

We kissed on the platform, train never came,

Just the hum of the city spelling your name.

Sidewalks echo with what we swore—

There’s so much more, so much more.

In the worried well I hear the echo call,

Black water laughs like it knows it all.

Rusty bucket, cracked bell ring,

Can’t pull up a single living thing.

Moonlight drips on mildewed stone,

Every coin I drop comes back alone.

If the darkness tastes this sweet,

Let it drink me down complete.

Still I shout the bucket’s name—

Silence answers, just the same.

Autumn leaves, like faded letters,

drift across the old café;

your laughter lingers in the steam

of a cooling cappuccino.

I trace your name in condensation,

watch the dusk erase it slow—

each golden ghost that spins away

carries a syllable of goodbye.

The boulevard smells of rain and woodsmoke,

guitars repeating the same minor chord;

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