美丽南方，梦旅人......

Betty came by on her way
Said she had a word to say
About things today
And fallen leaves.

Said she hadn't heard the news
Hadn't had the time to choose
A way to lose
But she believes.

Going to see the river man
Going to tell him all I can
About the plan
For lilac time.

If he tells me all he knows
About the way his river flows
And all night shows
In summertime.

Betty said she prayed today
For the sky to blow away
Or maybe stay
She wasn't sure.

For when she thought of summer rain
Calling for her mind again
She lost the pain
And stayed for more.

Going to see the river man
Going to tell him all I can
About the ban
On feeling free.

If he tells me all he knows
About the way his river flows
I don't suppose
It's meant for me.

Oh, how they come and go
Oh, how they come and go.  

生于一九四八年的Nick Drake是一个仿佛离我们很遥远很遥远的歌者,
当我们一直在缅怀john lennon的时候,
当我们一直沉迷在任何任何拿着吉他唱着民谣被称做indie的音乐的时候,我们甚至渐渐忘掉了,
忘掉了这个同样会握着一把吉他做出许多伟大音乐的歌者.

他出生在缅甸,他不停地吃着类似我们今天吃的叫做"百忧解"的药物企图延缓生命,
他精通古典音乐,他爱好法国小说和莎士比亚,他经常彻夜写歌...
他是你转身是一直想寻找的诗人，同时代的The Beatles、Donovan不同，Nick Drake独自感受着孤独，
歌唱着孤独，活在属于自己的世界里，
有人说他是音乐届的梵高，只活了26 岁，死在自己的房间里，生前生后两重天，
小王子在死了的时候才发觉到对玫瑰花的爱,人们到nick郁郁而死之后才听到了那来自天堂的声音.，

真难想象在60年代会有这样的声音.就象他留下的黑白照片,一场老电影的配乐…

有人说他是月亮上歌唱的人，声音总飘浮在空中，也有人说，他的歌像水雾，阴郁、潮湿，挥之不去

他，其实是欧亨利最后的那片叶子，注定不会飘落~

如果你英文还过得去，一边听他音乐时一边看看他的词吧，那叫做诗。