雨中听豫

近来午后有雨，想起齐豫这首歌。
雨中听豫，别有滋味。

Whoever finds this , I love you



On the quiet street in the city
A little old man walked alone
Shuffing through the autumn afternoon
And the autumn leaves reminded him
Another summer's come and gone
He had a long long midnight ahead waiting for June
The among the leaves near an orphan's home
A piece of paper caught his eyes
And he stood to pick it up with trembling hands
And as he read the childish writing
The old man began to cry
'Cause the words burned inside him like a brand
" 'Whoever finds this , I love you
Whoever finds this , I need you
I even got no one to talk to
So , whoever finds this , I love you "
Well , the old man's eyes searched the orphan's home
　 And came to rest upon a child
　 With her nose pressed up against the window pane
　 And the old man knew he'd found a friend at last
　 So he waved at her and smiled
　 And they both knew they'd spend the winter
　 Laughing at the rain
　 And they did spend the winter laughing at the rain
　 Talking through the fence
　 Exchanging little gifts they've made for each other
　 The old man wold carve toys
　 And the little girl would draw pictures of beautiful ladies
　 And they laughed a lot
　 But then one day, on the first of June
　 The little girl ran to the fence -- the old man wasn't there.
　 And , somehow she knew he was never coming beck
　 So she went back to her little room , took a crayon
　 And wrote :
　 " 'Whoever finds this , I love you
　 Whoever finds this , I need you
　 I even got no one to talk to
　 So , whoever finds this , I love you "

有点伤感，是吧。
我们的心田就是这样，有时干涸，需要雨水，充沛。