哭泣者

Some kids have and some kids don't And some of us are wondering why Mom won't watch the news at night There's too much stuff that's making her cry We need some help Down here on earth A thousand prayers, a million words But one voice was heard A house, a yard, a neighborhood Where you can ride your new bike to school A perfect world where mom and dad Still believe the golden rule Life's not that simple Down here on earth A thousand prayers, a million words But one voice was heard One voice, one simple word Hearts know what to say One dream can change the world Keep believing till you find your way Yesterday while walking home I saw some kid on Newbury Bridge He had a pistol from his bag And tossed it in the river below Thanks for the help Down here on earth A thousand prayers, a million words One voice was heard One voice was heard One voice was heard

妈妈晚上从来不看电视新闻有太多的新闻报导会令她哭泣我们需要一些协助就在这地球上成千的祈祷者，上百万的祈求有一个声音会被听见一间房子，一个庭院，一户邻居在你可以骑新脚踏车上学的地方完美世界里的父母亲们依然笃信黄金法则但人生并不是那么简单就在这地球上成千的祈祷者，上百万的祈求有一个声音会被听见一个声音，简短的言语心灵明白该诉说什么一个梦想可以改变世界坚定信念，直到你找到自己的方向昨天，我走路回家时看见纽伯瑞桥上有个小孩他从背包中拿出一把手枪然后丢到河里感谢他的帮忙在这地球上成千的祈祷者，上百万的祈求有一个声音被听见了有一个声音被听见了有一个声音被听见了

If that is of no avail I will take another, and yet another. In truth

我不想听失意者的哭泣，抱怨者的牢骚，这是羊群中

I will hear not those who weep and complain, for their disease is contagious.

我不想听失意者的哭泣、抱怨者的牢骚，因为他们的疾病是传染的。

Stannis Baratheon had smashed Mance Rayder's host to pieces and made the King-Beyond-the-Wall his captive... but the wildlings were still out there, the Weeper and Tormund Giantsbane and thousands more.

史坦尼斯拜拉希恩粉碎了曼斯雷德的大军，还囚禁了塞外之王……可是依然还有逃脱的野人，哭泣者，巨人克星托蒙德，以及成百上千更多的。

Be a winner, not a whiner.

做个成功者，而不是个哭泣者。

I tell myself: I do not want to listen to the being frustrated sob, whimperer's discontent, this is in flock of sheep's plague.

我告诉我自己：我不想听失意者的哭泣，抱怨者的牢骚，这是羊群中的瘟疫。

I am not a sheep waiting to be prodded by my shepherd .

我不想听失意者的哭泣，抱怨者的牢骚，这是羊群中的瘟疫，我不能被它传染。

SOLDIERS MOURNED \ 缅怀亡者 Mourners cried as the hearses containing the bodies of four soldiers who died in Afghanistan drove through Wootton Bassett, England, Tuesday.

周二在英格兰的伍顿巴西特，当一辆载着4名阿富汗阵亡士兵遗体的灵车驶过时，致哀者悲伤地哭泣。

When a love comes to an end, weaklings cry

当爱到了终点，软弱者哭泣，精明者马上去发现一个，聪明的早就预备了一个。

O People, the religion is crying for aid and assistance, hoding its hands above its head in its distress due to all the profligates, insolent ones, innovators, perverters of the Divine Law, the heedless folk, the unjust and tyrannical, those who falsify the Divine Knowledge and lay claim to it when in fact it is not in their hands.

哦，人们啊，信仰因为需要帮助和援助而哭泣着，因为所有的放荡者，傲慢无礼者，革新者，反真主的法律者，不在意的民众，不公平和残暴的人，那些伪造真主的知识的宣传拥有知识，实际上知识不在那掌握的人而把它的手放到悲伤的头上

As she looked at Warrington's manly face, and dark, melancholy eyes, she had settled in her mind that he must have been the victim of an unhappy attachment.

每逢看到沃林顿那刚毅的脸，那乌黑、忧郁的眼睛，她便会相信，他一定作过不幸的爱情的受害者。

Maybe they'll disappear into a pothole.

也许他们将在壶穴里消失