A Perfect Indian

推荐一首慢歌，《A Perfect Indian 》（完美的印第安人），歌词很美“她是一个美丽的女孩，一张从画上走出来的脸，红红的脸颊，让人心疼的牙，眼睛象原始的爱尔兰海洋”，虽然旋律略带点伤感，但强烈感受到歌中的主人翁对得到自由充满渴望和期待……

A Perfect Indian
sing by Sinead O’Cornner

A Perfect Indian is he
Remembering him life is sweet
Like a weeping willow
His face on my pillow
Comes to me still in my dreams
And there I saw a young baby
A beautiful daughter was she
A face from a painting
Red cheeks and teeth aching
Her eyes like a wild Irish sea
On a table in her yellow dress
For a photograph feigned happiness
Why in my life is that the only time
That any of you will smile at me
I’m sailing on this terrible ocean
I’ve come for my self to retrieve
Too long have I been feeling like Lir’s children
And there’s only one way to be free
He’s shy and he speaks quietly
He’s gentle and he seems to me
Like the elf-arrow
His face worn and harrowed
Is he a daydreamer like me