Somewhere I Belong

Taylor Swift歌词及翻译Back To DecemeberI’m so glad you made time to see me我真的很高兴你能抽出时间来看我How’s life? Tell me, how’s your family? 最近怎么样呢？告诉我吧，你的家人都怎么样呢？I haven’t seen them in a while 我已经很久没有看见他们了You’ve been good; busier than ever 你最近过的不错，比以前忙了许多We small talk, work in the weather 我们简短的对话着，情绪却像天气般善变Your guard is up and I know why 你开始警惕起来，我知道为什么Cause the last time you saw me 因为你还清楚的记得，Still burns in the back of your mind 上一次，我对你的伤害You gave me roses and I left them there to die你送给我玫瑰，我却没有珍惜的让她们就这样消逝So this is me swallowing my pride, 我把自己的骄傲吞到肚子里Standing in front of you saying 站在你的面前，说道I’m sorry for that night对于那一晚，我真的对不起And I go back to December all the time, 我一直试图回到那个十二月It turns out freedom ain’t nothing but missin’ you自由了，剩下的却只有想念你Wishing I’d realized what I had to blow that night我真的希望我能在那个时候意识到自己做了什么And I go back to December, turn around 我回到那个十二月，改变一切And make it all right 把所有是事情都变成正确的I go back to December all the time 我一直都试图回到那个十二月These days I haven’t been sleepin’, 最近，我一直辗转无眠Stayin’ up playing back myself leavin’, 彻夜回想，在你生日的那一天When your birthday passed 我就是这样的离开And I didn’t call, then I think about summer, 我没有打电话给你，我一直都在回忆着夏天All the beautiful times, 那些美好的时光I watched you laughin’ from the passenger side 我看见你在那个旅人身旁的笑容And realized I loved you in the fall 秋天来临时，我是如此的爱你And then the cold came, 然后，寒冷就这样袭来With the dark days when the fear crept into my mind当恐惧就这样潜入我的心里是，伴随而来是无尽的黑暗You gave me all your love 你给了我你所有的爱And all I gave you was goodbye 我给你的却是再见So this is me swallowing my pride, 我把自己的骄傲吞到肚子里Standing in front of you saying站在你的面前，说道I’m sorry for that night对于那一晚，我真的对不起And I go back to December all the time, 我一直试图回到那个十二月It turns out freedom ain’t nothing but missin’ you自由了，剩下的却只有想念你Wishing I’d realized what I had to blow that night我真的希望我能在那个时候意识到自己做了什么And I go back to December, turn around我回到那个十二月，改变一切And change my own mind 然后，我改变了自己的想法I go back to December all the time 我一直试图回到那个十二月I miss your tan skin, your sweet smile, 我想念你略带褐色的皮肤，你甜蜜的微笑So good to me, so right 你对我是那么的好And how you held me in your arms 还有你是如何把我挽入你的怀中That September night; 那个九月的夜晚The first time you ever saw me cry 你第一次看见我哭泣Maybe this is wishful thinking 也许这是一个能够实现的假设Probably mindless dreaming 一个没头没脑的梦想If we loved again, I swea r I’d love you right如果我们能够再爱一次，我发誓我会真的爱你I’d go back in time and change it but I can’t我会选择回到那个时间，改变一切。

Somewhere I Belong linkin Park译：小小的执着when this began 当着一起开始的时候i had nothing to say 我却无话可说and i'd get lost in the nothingness inside of me 我陷入了我内心的空虚i was confused 我疑惑and i let it all out to find that i'm 在发泄出这些感受之后not the only person with these things in mind 我发现并不是只有自己才有这种感觉inside of me 在我心中but all the vacancy the words revealed 除了用语言来表达is the only real thing that i've got left to feel 是我唯一可以感受到的真实nothing to lose 没有什么可失去了just stuck hollow and alone 却只剩下了空虚孤独and the fault is my own 一切都是我的错and the fault is my own 一切都是我的错i want to heal 我要治愈伤口i want to feel 我要真实感受what i thought was never real 我想的从没有真实过i want to let go of the pain i've held so long 我想拜托一直以来的伤痛erase all the pain 'til it's gone 让一切伤痛都随风而去i want to heal 我要治愈伤口i want to feel 我要真实感受like I'm close to something real 我离真实越来越近i want to find something i've wanted all along 我想要找到我一直想要的东西somewhere i belong 我的归属and i've got nothing to say 我无话可说i can't believe i didn't fall right down on my face 我不相信我没有失落的表情i was confused 我感到困惑looking everywhere only to find that it's 张望四周只为发现not the way i had imagined it all in my mind 现实与想象完全不同so what am i 我算什么what do i have but negativity 除了消极一无所有'cause i can't justify the 因为我无法证明way everyone is looking at me 别人眼中的我nothing to lose 没有什么可以失去了nothing to gain hollow and alone 也没有可获得，除了空虚寂寞and the fault is my own 一切都是我的错the fault is my own 错都是我的i want to heali want to feelwhat i thought was never reali want to let go of the pain i've held so longerase all the pain 'til it's gonei want to heali want to feellike I'm close to something reali want to find something i've wanted all alongsomewhere i belongi will never know 我永远不会明白我自己myself until i do this on my own 直到我自己做and i will never feel 我永远不会感受到任何事anything else until my wounds are healed 直到我的伤口痊愈i will never be 我永远什么不会是anything 'til i break away from me 直到我可以摆脱我自己and i will break away 我会摆脱i'll find myself today 今天我会找到自我i want to heali want to feelwhat i thought was never reali want to let go of the pain i've held so longerase all the pain 'til it's gonei want to heali want to feellike I'm close to something reali want to find something i've wanted all alongsomewhere i belongi want to heal 我要治愈伤口i want to feel like i'm 我要感受到somewhere i belong 我的归宿i want to heal 我要治愈伤口i want to feel like i'm 我将会感受到那里就是somewhere i belong 我的归属somewhere i belong 我的归属。

智慧树知到《英语语法（吉林联盟）》章节测试【完整答案】智慧树知到《英语语法(吉林联盟)》章节测试答案第一章1、Identify the function of the following“where-clause”You can find it where you left it. 此句是状语从句A:对B:错答案: 对2、Identify the function of the following“where-clause”Tell me the address where he lives.此句是表语从句A:对B:错答案: 错3、Identify the function of the following“where-clause”I don”t know where he comes from.此句是宾语从句A:对B:错答案: 对4、Identify the functions of the following“where-clause”Where he was born is not known yet.此句是主语从句A:对B:错答案: 对5、Identify the functions of the following“where-clause”This place is where they once lived.此句是表语从句A:对B:错答案: 对第二章1、The manager or his assistant __ planning to go.A:wereB:areC:wasD: be答案: was2、The committee __ over the problem among themselves for two hours.A:has arguedB:has been arguingC:have arguedD:have been arguing答案: have been arguing3、All that can be done __.A:has doneB:has been doneC:have doneD:have been done答案: has been done4、Every man, woman and child __ some history, enough at least, to survive in the world.A: knowsB:knowC: is knownD:are known答案: knows5、__ is to attend our eveningA:both the singer and the dancerB:Either the singer or dancersC: The singer or dancersD: The singer and dancer答案: The singer and dancer第三章1、Both _ houses were destroyed by fire last week.A:the tailor”s and the bakerB:the tailor and the baker”sC:the tailor”s and the baker”sD:the tailor and the baker答案: the tailor”s and the baker”s2、In ten year”s time, all those youngsters will become__________.A:grown-upsB:growns-upC:growns-upsD:grown-up答案: grown-ups3、__ is a well informed man.A:This John”s old friendB:That”s John”s old friendC:This old friend of JohnD:This old friend of John”s答案: This old friend of John”s4、They are just like a _ of wolves.A: swarmB: herdC: broodD:pack答案: pack5、Please give my ____.A:regard for your parentsB:regards toward your parentsC: regard to your parentsD:regards to your parents答案: regards to your parents第四章1、They paid _ money for the machine than I expected. A:littleB: lessC: muchD:fewer答案: less2、Have you got _ copies to go round?A:the otherB:enoughC: a littleD:much答案: enough3、They are not likely to agree to _ propositions.A:other anyB:other allC: all otherD:other these答案: all other4、The additional work will take _ weeks.A: the otherB:another fiveC:other fiveD:the more答案: another five5、 _ factors should be considered.A:These allB: Such allC:All suchD:Some these答案: All such第五章1、Most mystery stories don”t end the way you expect ( ) to.A:itB:them答案: B2、Something strange happened, didn”t ( )?A:itB:they答案: A3、 Everybody, including ( ), failed the test.A:IB:me答案: B4、The child ( ) we thought was lost was found in the text block.A:whoB:whom答案: A5、I wouldn”t trust ( ) judgment.A:anyone”s elseB:anyone else”s答案: B第六章1、India ___to the south of China.A: lieB:liesC:is lyingD:lied答案: B2、I wish it_____________ spring all the year round.A: has beenB:wasC:had beenD: be答案: B3、Great changes _ in the city, and a lot of factories _. A:have been taken place, have been set upB:have taken place, have been set upC:have taken place, have set upD:were taken place, were set up答案: B4、There_____ a meeting tomorrow afternoon.A:will be going toB:will going to beC:is going to beD:will go to be答案: C5、I hoped Tina _ to my birthday party next Thursday.A:to comeB:is comingC:will comeD:was coming答案: D第七章1、 I thought you _ like something to read, so I have brought you some books.A: mayB:mightC:couldD:must答案: B2、You_________ lead a horse to the water but you ___not make it drink.A:will, canB:may, canC:may, dareD:dare, can答案: B3、He ____ the examination _ he wasn”t careful enough. A:would pass; becauseB:could have passed; ifC:should have passed; butD:had passed; so答案: C4、There __ some flowers in the garden.A:were used to beB:used to beC:uses to beD:used to be having答案: B5、Nobody knows how people first came to these islands. They ____ from South America on rafts.A:must have sailedB: can sailC:might have sailedD:should have sailed答案: C第八章1、___, I would have ended up dead.A:Were he got not come to the rescueB:Had he not come to the rescueC:If he did not come to the rescueD:Should he not come to the rescue答案: B2、He handled the instrument with care for fear that it ___. A: is damagedB:was damagedC:should be damagedD:damaged答案: C3、If only we _ a phone. I”m tied of queuing outside the public phone box.A: hadB:would haveC:had hadD:have had答案: A4、If I _harder at school, I would be sitting in a comfortable office now.A:workedB:were to workC:had workedD:were working答案: C5、The owner and editor of the newspaper ____ the conference.A:were attendingB:were to attendC:is to attendD:are to attend答案: C第九章1、The criminal even threatened____________( murder) the president.A: to murderB:murdering答案: A2、 I don”t like these apples. They are getting ( ).A:rottenB:rottingC:rottedD:rot答案: C3、Now, George, I will not have you__________(shout) at me that way.A:to shoutB: shouting答案: B4、You can”t miss ____(see) the statue on your way to the bank.A:seeingB:to see答案: A5、Jim seems ( ) on becoming a musician.A:bendedB: bentC:bending答案:第十章1、There are times___________ everyone needs to be alone. A:whoB:whomC:whoseD:when答案: D2、In the dark street, there wasn”t a single person _she could turn for help.B:whoC:from whoD:to whom答案: D3、After living in Paris for fifty years he returned to the small town ____he grew up as a child.A:whichB:whereC:thatD:when答案: B4、It was the most interesting film __I have seen.A:whoseB: thatC:whichD:what答案: B5、He often helps students_______ he thinks are not quick at their studies.A: whomC:whenD: where答案: B第十一章1、It is known to us _ where there is pollution, there is harm.A:whichB:whereC: whatD: that答案: D2、You must do well ____ the teacher asks you to do.A:whichB:whatC: thatD:where答案: C3、My suggestion is __ we should turn the land into rice fields.A:whatB:thatD:where答案: B4、 The problem __ it is right or wrong has not yet been decided.A:whichB: thatC: whetherD:if答案: C5、We think it possible ____ the local government will be able to solve the housing problem.A:forB:thatC:whenD:how答案: B第十二章1、In France dogs can go ____ their owners can because people there love pets very much.A:no matter whereB:anywhereC:somewhereD:nowhere答案: A2、we had been invited to the party, we wore our best clothes.A:ThoughB:IfC:Even ifD:As答案: D3、You will be late_ you leave immediately.A:unlessB:untilC:ifD:Or答案: A4、We won”t give up _ we should fail ten times.A:even ifB:sinceC:whetherD:until答案: A5、 He whispered to his wife _ he might wake up the sleeping baby.A:so thatB:on condition thatC:for fear thatD:so long as答案: C第十三章1、Mary realized she_________ .A: was making fun ofB:was made funC:was being made fun ofD:was being made fun答案: C2、The house_____my parents.A:is belong toB:belong toC:belongs toD:is belonged to答案: B3、 Some of the hotels in my hometown_________.A:have now been rebuildingB:are now rebuildingC:are now being rebuiltD:are rebuilt now答案: C4、If city noises from increasing，people shout to be heard even at dinner.A:are not kept;will have toB:are not kept;haveC:do not keep;will have toD:do not keep;have to答案: A5、That suit __ over 60 dollars.A:had costedB:costedC:is costedD:cost答案: D。

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Each player tries to hit the ball and then run around four bases before the other team can return the ball 棒球basement [ˈbeismənt] n. a room or rooms in a building, partly or completely below the level of the ground 地下室basic [ˈbeisik] 基础的bat [bæt] n.a piece of wood with a handle, made in various shapes and sizes, and used for hitting the ball in games such as baseball, cricket and table tennis 球棒，球拍battle [ˈbætl] n. a fight between armies, ships or planes, especially during a war; a violent fight between groups of people 战役bay [bei] n. a part of the sea, or of a large lake, partly surrounded by a wide curve of the land 海湾beard[biəd] n.hair that grows on the chin and cheeks of a man's face; similar hair that grows on some animals 胡须beat [b iːt] v. to hit somebody/something many times, usually very hard/to defeat somebody in a game or competition 敲打;打败behave [biˈheiv] v. 表现believe[biˈliːv]v. to feel certain that something is true or that somebody is telling you the truth 相信belong [bi'lɔŋ] v. to be in the right or suitable place 应归入；属于belongings[bi'lɔ:ŋiŋz] n. the things that a person owns, especially those which can be carried 财产；所有物beneath[bi'ni:θ] prep. in or to a lower position than, under 在……之下benefit [ˈbenifit] n. 利益；好处beyond [biˈjɔnd] prep. more than something; used to say that something is not possible 超出；远于；除…..之外biography[baiˈɔɡrəfi] n.the story of a person's life written by somebody else; this type of writing 传记biology [b aiˈɔlədʒi] n. the scientific study of the life and structure of plants and animals 生物学bitter[ˈbitə(r)] adj. angry; very unpleasant taste; very cold 苦的；痛苦的；心酸的blame[bleim]v. to think or say that somebody/something is responsible for something bad 责备blanket[ˈblæŋk it]n. a large cover, often made of wool, used especially on beds to keep people warm 毛毯bleed [bl iːd] v. 流血block [blɔk] n. 块，片（木、石等）、大厦、街区board [bɔːd] n. 木板v. 登机boarding pass登机牌bold[bəʊld] adj.brave; not fearing danger 大胆的boarder[ˈbɔːdə] n. at a school who sleeps and eats there and only goes home during school holidays 寄宿者brake[breik]n. device for slowing or stopping a vehicle 刹车；闸；制动器branch [brɑːntʃ] n. a part of a tree that grows out from the main stem and on which leaves, flowers and fruit grow 树枝；分支break down出故障break in闯入break up解散breath[breθ] n.the air that you take into your lungs and send out again 呼吸brick [brik] n. 砖Ccloth [klɔθ]n. (a type of) woven material 布, 布料, 一块布collar ['kɔlə] n. the part around the neck of a piece of clothing 衣领cotton ['kɔtn] n. 棉花, 棉制品, 棉布calculator [ˈkælkjuleɪtə(r] n.计算器connect[kə'nekt] v. to join or be joined with something else 连接, 接通,certificate [ səˈtɪfɪkət] n.执照, 证(明)书chemistry [ ˈkemɪstri] n.化学college[ ˈkɒlɪdʒ] n.学院composition[ ˌkɒmpəˈzɪʃn] n. the act ofcreating written works 作文,corridor [ ˈkɒrɪdɔː(r)] n. an enclosed passageway 走廊curriculum [kəˈrɪkjələm] n. the subjects that are included in a course of study or taught in a school, 全部课程,cassette [kəˈset] n. 盒式磁带channel [ˈtʃænl] n. on television / radio频道,circus [ˈsɜːkəs] n.马戏团, 马戏表演, 竞技场, 广场comedy [ˈkɒmədi] n. a play or film/movie that is intended to be funny, usually with a happy ending; 喜剧, 滑稽,comedian [kəˈmiːd iən] n. an entertainer who makes people laugh by telling jokes or funny stories 喜剧演员comic [ˈkɒmɪk] n. 连环图画, 喜剧演员commercial [kəˈmɜːʃl] adj. connected with the buying and selling of goods 商业的concert [ˈkɒnsət] n. 音乐会costume [ˈkɒstjuːm] n. 服装, 剧装climate [ˈklaɪmət] n. 气候canteen [kænˈtiːn] n. a place where food and drink are served in a factory, a school, etc. 食堂,cauliflower [ˈkɒliflaʊə(r)] n..花椰菜celery [ˈseləri] n.芹菜cocoa [ˈkəʊkəʊ] n. 可可粉, 可可饮料, 可可色curry [ˈkʌri] n. 咖哩饭菜, 咖哩粉chemist [ˈkemɪst] n. 化学家, 药剂师campsite [ˈkæmpsaɪt] n. 露营地chess [tʃes] n.国际象棋collector [kəˈlektə(r)] n. a person who collects things, either as a hobby, or as a job: an art / a stamp collector ◆ticket / tax / debt collectors收集家, 收税员cruise [kruːz] n. a journey by sea, visiting different place 巡航, 漫游ceiling [ˈsiːlɪŋ] n.天花板；cellar [ˈselə(r)] n. an underground room often used for storing things 地窖, 地下室central heating [ˈsentrəl] n. a system for heating a building from one source which then pumps the hot water or hot air through pipes all around the building中央暖气系统cloakroom [ˈkləʊkruːm] n. (剧场等)衣帽间, (车站等)行李站暂存处,cottage [ˈkɒtɪdʒ] n.小屋，村舍curtain [ˈkɜːtn] n. 帘;窗帘;门帘;帷幔cushion [ˈkʊʃn] n. 垫子;坐垫;靠垫chat/ tʃæt/ v. to talk to someone in a friendly informal way闲谈, 谈天communicate / kəˈmjuːnɪkeɪt/ v. to talk about your thoughts and feelings, and help other people to understand them传达, 沟通, 交流communication/ kəˌmjuːnɪˈkeɪʃn/ n. 交流, 通讯, 传达, 通信, 沟通calm/ kɑːm/adj. peaceful and quiet; 平静的, 冷静的challenging / ˈtʃælɪndʒɪŋ/ adj. difficult, in a way that tests your ability挑战性的, 有吸引力的cheerful / ˈtʃɪəfl/ adj. happy and positive高兴的, 快乐的confident/ ˈkɒnfɪdənt/ adj. having confidence: 自信的, 有信心的, 有把握的cruel / ˈkruːəl/ adj 残酷的, 残忍的, 引起痛苦的curious/ ˈkjʊəriəs/ adj. strange and unusual; 好奇的, 奇特的cathedral [kəˈθiːdrəl] n.大教堂clinic [ˈklɪnɪk] n.诊所, 门诊部, 科室club [klʌb] n.俱乐部, 棍棒, (扑克牌中)梅花canal / kəˈnæl/ n. 运河, 沟渠, 气管,食管cliff [klɪf] n.悬崖, 峭壁crossroad [ˈkrɒsrəʊd] n.交叉路, 岔道, 十字路口change/ tʃeɪndʒ/ v. to make or become different 变化, 零钱cheque [tʃek] n. 支票choose/ tʃuːz/ v. chose, chosen to decide what you want from somethings 选择, 决定collect/ kəˈlekt/ v. bring together集, 聚集, 募捐,complain/ kəmˈpleɪn/ v. to say that something is wrong or not satisfactory: 抱怨, 控诉, 诉说credit card ['kredit .kɑ:d] n.信用卡customer/ ˈkʌstəmə(r)/ n. a person who buys goods or a service: 顾客, 主顾champion [ˈtʃæmpiən] n.拥护者, 冠军, 优胜者, 勇士compete/ kəmˈpiːt/ v. to try to be more successful than someone or something else: 竞争, 对抗, 比赛court[kɔːt] n.法庭，法院；球场cycling [ˈsaɪklɪŋ] n.骑自行车cab[kæb] n.出租汽车；司机室cabin [ˈkæbɪn] n.船舱, 机舱, 小木屋canal [kəˈnæl] n.运河, 沟渠, 气管car alarm ph. 汽车防盗系统charter [ˈtʃɑːtə(r)] n.宪章；许可证；check in to show your ticket at an airport so that you can be told where you will be sitting and so that your bags can be put on the aircraft: 登记, 报到, 记录coach n. the cheapest type of seats on a plane or train: 教练, 经济舱,confirm / kənˈfɜːm/ v. to make an arrangement or meeting certain,often by telephone or writing证实, 批准, 确定consulate [ˈkɒnsjələt] n.领事, 领事馆crossing [ˈkrɒsɪŋ] n.人行横道；交叉口crossroads ['krɔsrəudz] n. 交叉路口, 十字路currency [ˈkʌrənsi] n.通货，货币；通行，流行customs [ˈkʌstəmz] n.海关cyclist/ ˈsaɪklɪst/ n.someone who rides a bicycle骑自行车的人cave / keɪv/ n.a large hole in the side of a hill, 洞穴, 山洞cliff [klɪf] n.悬崖，峭壁气候, 风气continent [ˈkɒntɪnənt] n.大陆, 洲, (the Continent)欧洲大陆centigrade [ˈsentɪɡreɪd]a.摄氏的candidate [ˈkændɪdeɪt] n.申请求职者；投考者；候选人canteen [kænˈtiːn] n.食堂；小卖部；餐具箱；水壶career [kəˈrɪə(r)] n.生涯，职业chef [ʃef] n.厨师, 主厨chemist[ˈkemɪst] n.化学家；药剂师，药商colleague [ˈkɒliːɡ] n.同事，同僚comedian [kəˈmiːdiən] n.喜剧演员company [ˈkʌmpəni] n.公司；陪伴；同伴(们)；conference [ˈkɒnfərəns] n.(正式)会议；讨论，商谈consulate [ˈkɒnsjələt ] n.领事, 领事馆contract [ˈkɒntrækt] n.合同, 婚约, 合约, 契约crew [kruː] n.全体船员, 全体乘务员, curriculum vitae [kəˌrɪkjələm ˈviːtaɪi] n.简历Ddaily adj&n. every day 每天的；日报damage v&n. the same as destroy 破坏damp堤坝。

千万音乐乐谱和音乐教学视频免费赠送，详情请点击/yinyue/Somewhere Somewhere演唱者：王浩信Somewhere歌词：~秀逗魔导士Try~ final end song作词,作曲,编曲：田辺智沙桑岛法子Somewhere in the worldSomewhere in the darkI can hear the voice that calls my nameMight be a memoryMight be my futureMight be a love waiting for meRock me gentlyHug me tenderly'Til the morning breaks, night fades awayI've spent my time in vainTrapped inside painDon't let me downHelp me see the lightFeeling bitter and twisted all alongWading through an empty life too long I close my eyesListen to the windLonging to belong to a higher placeLet me hear your voiceLet me be with youWhen the shadow falls down upon me Like a bird singingLike a breeze blowingIt's calling meSomewhere in the worldFeeling bitter and twisted all along Wading through an empty life too long I close my eyesListen to the windLonging to belong to a higher placeLet me hear your voiceLet me be with youWhen the shadow falls down upon me Like a bird singingLike a breeze blowingIt's calling meSomewhere in the worldSomewhere in the world~~~nekoko aki~~~曲谱：Somewhere收集者：本信息由来自导购新元素/的网友收集整理。

In The End By:Linkin ParkIt starts with one thing .I don't know why .He doesn't even matter . How hard you try-Keep that in mind. I designed this rhyme .To explain in due time. All I know(All I know)-Time is a valuable thing Watch it fly by . As the pendulum swings.Watch it count downTo the end of the dayThe clock ticks life away.It's so unreal(It's so unreal)-Didn't look out belowWatch the time go-Right out the windowTrying to hold on,But didn't even knowWasted it all just I kept everything inside-(To watch you go)And even though I tried,It all fell apart-What it meant to me will Eventually beA memory of a time when I tried so hard And got so far-But in the endIt doesn't even matter-I had to fall - To lose it allBut in the endIt doesn't even matterOne thing,-I don't know whyIt doesn’t even matterHow hard you try,Keep that in mind–I designed this rhyme,To remind myself howI tried so hard(I tried so hard)In spite of the wayYou were mocking meActing like I was Part of your propertyRemembering all theTimes you fought with me-I'm surprised it got so (far)Things aren't the way They were before You wouldn't even Recognise me anymore Not that you Knew me back then But it all comes Back to me (in the end) You kept everything inside -And even though I tried, It all fell apart What it meant to me will Eventually be A memory of a time when I I tried so hard And got so far But in the end It doesn't even matter I had to fall To lose it all But in the end It doesn't even matter I've put my trust in you Pushed as far as I can go -For all this There's only one thing you should know I've put my trust in you Pushed as far as I can go For all this There's only one thing you should know -I tried so hard And got so far But in the end It doesn't even matter-I had to fall -To lose it allBut in the endIt doesn't even matter…………….EndNumb By:Linkin ParkI'm tired of being what you want me to be-Feeling so faithless lost under the surface-Don't know what you're expecting of me-Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes-(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)-Every step I take is another mistake to you-(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)-I've become so numb I can't feel you there-I've become so tired so much more aware-I've becoming this all I want to do-Is be more like me and be less like you-Can't you see that you're smothering me-Holding too tightly afraid to lose control-Cause everything that you thought I would be-Has fallen apart right in front of you-(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)-Every step that I take is another mistake to you-(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)-And every second I waste is more than I can take-I've become so numb I can't feel you there-I've become so tired so much more aware-I've becoming this all I want to do-Is be more like me and be less like you-And I know-I may end up failing too-But I know-You were just like me with someone disappointed in you-I've become so numb I can't feel you there-I've become so tired so much more aware-I've becoming this all I want to do-Is be more like me and be less like you-I've become so numb I can't feel you there-Is everything what you want me to be-I've become so numb I can't feel you there-Is everything what you want me to be-…………….ENDSomewhere I Belong By:Linkin Parkwhen this began-i had nothing to say-and i'd get lost in the nothingness inside of me-i was confused-and i let it all out to find that i'm-not the only person with these things in mind-inside of me- but all the vacancy the words revealed-is the only real thing that i've got left to feel-nothing to lose-just stuck hollow and alone-and the fault is my own-and the fault is my own-i want to heal-i want to feel-what i thought was never real-i want to let go of the pain i've held so long-erase all the pain 'til it's gone-i want to heal-i want to feel-like I'm close to something real-i want to find something i've wanted all along-somewhere i belong-and i've got nothing to say-i can't believe i didn't fall right down on my face-i was confused-looking everywhere only to find that it's-not the way i had imagined it all in my mind-so what am i-what do i have but negativity-'cause i can't justify the-way everyone is looking at me-nothing to lose-nothing to gain hollow and alone-and the fault is my own-the fault is my own-i want to heal-i want to feel-what i thought was never real-i want to let go of the pain i've held so long-erase all the pain 'til it's gone-i want to heal-i want to feel-like I'm close to something real-i want to find something i've wanted all along-somewhere i belong-i will never know-myself until i do this on my own-and i will never feel-anything else until my wounds are healed-i will never be-anything 'til i break away from me-and i will break away-i'll find myself today-i want to heal-i want to feel-what i thought was never real-i want to let go of the pain i've held so long-erase all the pain 'til it's gone-i want to heal-i want to feel-like I'm close to something real-i want to find something i've wanted all along-somewhere i belong-i want to heal-i want to feel like i'm- somewhere i belong-somewhere i belong-i want to heal-i want to feel like i'm- somewhere i belong-……………………………………….END………………………………………………………..What I’ve Done By:Linkin ParkIn this farewell-There is no blood-There is no alibi-Cause I’ve drawn regret,-From the truth-Of a thousands lies-So let mercy come and wash away-What I’ve Done-I’ll face myself-To cross out what I’ve become-Erase myself-And let go of what I’ve done…-Put to rest-What you thought of me-While I clean this slate-With the hands-Of uncertainty-So let mercy come-And wash away-What I’ve Done-I’ll face myself-To cross out what I’ve become-Erase myself- And let go of what I’ve done.....-For what I’ve d one-I start again-And whatever pain may come- Today this ends-I’m forgiving what I’ve done-I’ll face myself-To cross out what I’ve become- Erase myself-And let go of what I’ve done-Na,Na,Na-What i've Done(Na,Na,Na)-Forgiving what I’ve done…(Na,Na,Na)-EndFaint- By:Linkin ParkI am a little bit of loneliness-A little bit of disregard-Handful of complaints-But I help the fact-That everybody can see these scars-I am what I want you to want-What I want you to feel-But its like no matter what I do-I can't convince you-To just believe this is real-So I let go of watching you-Turn your back like you always do-Face away and pretend that I'm not-But I'll be here cause your all that I've got- I can't feel the way I did before-Don't turn your back on me-I won't be ignored-Time won't tell-There's damage anymore-Don't turn your back on me-I won't be ignored-I am a little bit insecure-A little unconfident-Cause you don't understand-I do what I can-But sometimes I don't make sense-What you never want to say-But I've never had a doubt-It's like no matter what I do-I can't convince you-For once just to hear me out-So I let go of watching you-Turn your back like you always do-Face away and pretend that I'm notBut I'll be here cause your all that I've gotI can't feel the way I did before Don't turn your back on me I won't be ignored-Time won't heal-There's damage anymore-Don't turn your back on me-I won't be ignored-Now!-Hear me out nowYour gonna listen to me like it or not-Right now!-Hear me out now-Your gonna listen to me like it or notRight now..-I can't feel-The way I did before-Don't turn your back on meI won't be ignored!!-I can't feel the way I did before-Don't turn your back on me-I won't be ignoredTime won't tell-There's damage anymore-Don't turn your back on meI won't be ignored-I can't feel-I won't be ignored-Time won't tell-Don't turn your back on me-I won't be ignored………..Crowing By:Linkin ParkCrawling in my skin-Without a sense of confidence, confidence, confidence..-.Consuming, confusing-Crawling my skin-Without a sense of confidence-and I'm convinced that theres just too much pressure to take- Theres something inside me that pulls beneath the surface-I'm crawling in my skin-(Crawling in my skin)-These wounds they will not heal-(These wounds they will not heal)-Fear is how I fall-(Fear is how I fall)-Confusing, confusing what is real-Confusing what is real...-Theres something inside me that pulls beneath the surface-Consuming, confusing-This lack of self-control I fear is never ending-Controlling, I cant seem-To find myself again-My walls are closing in-(Without a sence of confidence,-And i'm confinced that theres just too much pressure to take)-I've felt his way before, so insecure...-Crawling in my skin-These wounds, they will not heal-Fear is how I fall-Confusing what is real-Discomfort endlesly as pulled itself upon me-Distracting, reacting-Against my will I stand beside my own reflection-It's haunting how I cant seem-To find myself again-My walls are closing in-(Without a sence of confidence-And i'm convinced that theres just too much pressure to take)-I've felt this way before, so insecure...Without a sence of confidence, confidence...Without a sence of confidence,And i'm convinced that theres just too much pressure to take-Without a sence of confidence, confidence... Without a sence of confidence,And i'm convinced that theres just too much pressure to take-To find myself again, my walls are closing in-(Without a sence of confidence,And i'm convinced that theres just too much pressure to take)-I've felt this way before, so insecure...Crawling in my skin-These wounds, they will not heal-Fear is how I fall-Confusing what is real-Crawling in my skin-These wounds, they will not heal-Fear is how I fall-Confusing what is real-EADBleed It Out By:Linkin ParkHere we go for the hundredth time,Hand grenade pins in every line,Throw 'em up and let something shine. Going out of my f**king mind.Filthy mouth, no excuse.Find a new place to hang this noose.String me up from atop these roofs.]Knot it tight so I won't get loose.Truth is you can stop and stare,Bled myself out and no one cares.Dug a trench out, laid down thereWith a shovel up out to reach somewhere. Yeah someone pour it in,Make it a dirt dance floor again.Say your prayers and stomp it out,When they bring that chorus in.[Chester Bennington](Chorus)I bleed it out, Digging deeper just to throw it away.I bleed it out,Digging deeper just to throw it away.I bleed it out,Digging deeper just to throw it away,Just to throw it away,Just to throw it away.[Mike Shinoda]I bleed it out.Go, stop the show.Choppy words and a sloppy flow.Shotgun opera, lock and load,Cock it back and then watch it go.Mama help me, I've been cursed,Death is rolling in every verse.Candy paint on his brand new hearse.Can't contain him, he knows he works.F**k this hurts, I won't lie.Doesn't matter how hard I try.Half the words don't mean a thing,And I know that I won't be satisfied.So why, try ignoring him.Make it a dirt dance floor again.Say your prayers and stomp it out,When they bring that chorus in.[Chester Bennington](Chorus)I bleed it out, Digging deeper just to throw it away.I bleed it out,Digging deeper just to throw it away.I bleed it out,Just to throw it away,I bleed it out.I've opened up these scars,I'll make you face this.I pulled myself so far,I'll make you face this now.I bleed it out, Digging deeper just to throw it away.I bleed it out,Digging deeper just to throw it away.I bleed it out,Digging deeper just to throw it away,I bleed it out,Digging deeper just to throw it away.Just to throw it away,Just to throw it away.I bleed it out,Digging deeper just to throw it away.Leave Out All The Rest By:Linkin ParkI dreamed I was missing-You were so scared-But no one would listen-'Cause no one else cares-After my dreaming-I woke with this fear-What am I leaving-When I'm done here-So if you're asking me I want you to know-When my time comes-Forget the one that I've done-Help me leave behind some reasons to be missed-And don't resent me-And when you're feeling empty-Keep me in your memory-Leave out all the rest-Leave out all the rest-Don't be afraid-I've taken my beating-I've shed when I'm near-I'm strong to surface-Not all the way through-I've never been perfect-But neither have you-So if you're asking me I want you to know-When my time comesForget the one that I've done-Help me leave behind some reasons to be missed-Don't resent me-And when you're feeling empty-Keep me in your memory-Leave out all the rest-Leave out all the rest-Forgetting all the hurt inside-You've learned to have so well-Pretending someone else can come and save me-From myself-I can't be who you are-When my time comes-Forget the one that I've done-Help me leave behind some reasons to be missed-Don't resent me-And when you're feeling empty-Keep me in your memory-Leave out all the rest-Leave out all the rest-Forgetting all the hurt inside-You've learned to have so well-Pretending someone else can come and save me- From myself-I can't be who you are-I can't be who you are-…………….。

《I Don't Belong Here》英文歌
歌曲《I Don't Belong Here》有多个不同的版本和演绎。

以下是其中的一个版本，由Westbound Train乐队演唱，收录于《Come And Get It》专辑中。

歌词如下：
I feel so far away
Minutes turn to hours and the hours into days
I gave up everything
You don't know what you got until you throw it all away
Cause I don't belong here
I don't belong here
I don't belong
(I don't belong)
I don't belong here
I don't belong here
I don't belong here
I don't belong
(I don't belong)
这首歌表达了歌手对某个地方的疏离感，以及自我认知的迷茫。

通过歌词中的时间和空间的变化，强调了内心孤独和无处归属的感受。

同时，通过“你不曾知道你拥有什么，直到你失去它”这样的表达，展示了人们对生活中失去的某种东西或状态的反思和遗憾。

值得注意的是，歌曲的节奏和旋律具有摇滚风格，带有一定的力量感和激情。

这使得这首歌不仅仅是一首表达孤独和迷茫的歌曲，更是一首充满情感和力量的音乐作品。

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The LoonsMargarel LaurenceJust below Manawaka, where the Wachakwa Riverran brown and noisy over the pebbles , the scrub oak and grey-green willow and chokecherry bushes grew in a dense thicket . In a clearing at the centre of the thicket stood the Tonnerre family's shack. The basis at this dwelling was a small square cabin made of poplar poles and chinked with mud, which had been built by Jules Tonnerre some fifty years before, when he came back from Batoche with a bullet in his thigh, the year that Riel was hung and the voices of the Metis entered their long silence. Jules had only intended to stay the winter in the Wachakwa Valley, but the family was still there in the thirties, when I was a child. As the Tonnerres had increased, their settlement had been added to, until the clearing at the foot of the town hill was a chaos of lean-tos, wooden packing cases, warped lumber, discarded car types, ramshackle chicken coops , tangled strands of barbed wire and rusty tin cans.The Tonnerres were French half breeds, and among themselves they spoke a patois that was neither Cree nor French. Their English was broken and full of obscenities . They did not belong among the Cree of the Galloping Mountain reservation, further north, and they did not belong among the Scots-Irish and Ukrainians of Manawaka, either. They were, as my Grandmother MacLeod would have put it, neither flesh, fowl, nor good salt herring . When their men were not working at odd jobs or as section hands on the C.P. R. they lived on relief. In the summers, one of the Tonnerre youngsters, with a face that seemed totally unfamiliar with laughter, would knock at the doors of the town's brick houses and offer for sale a lard -pail full of bruised wild strawberries, and if he got as much as a quarter he would grab the coin and run before the customer had time to change her mind. Sometimes old Jules, or his son Lazarus, would get mixed up in a Saturday-night brawl , and would hit out at whoever was nearest or howl drunkenly among the offended shoppers on Main Street, and then the Mountie would put them for the night in the barred cell underneath the Court House, and the next morning they would be quiet again.Piquette Tonnerre, the daughter of Lazarus, was inmy class at school. She was older than I, but she had failed several grades, perhaps because her attendance had always been sporadic and her interest in schoolwork negligible . Part of the reason she had missed a lot of school was that she had had tuberculosis of the bone, and had once spent many months in hospital. I knew this because my father was the doctor who had looked after her. Her sickness was almost the only thing I knew about her, however. Otherwise, she existed for me only as a vaguely embarrassing presence, with her hoarse voice and her clumsy limping walk and her grimy cotton dresses that were always miles too long. I was neither friendly nor unfriendly towards her. She dwelt and moved somewhere within my scope of vision, but I did not actually notice her very much until that peculiar summer when I was eleven."I don't know what to do about that kid." my father said at dinner one evening. "Piquette Tonnerre, I mean. The damn bone's flared up again. I've had her in hospital for quite a while now, and it's under control all right, but I hate like the dickens to send her home again.""Couldn't you explain to her mother that she has to rest a lot?" my mother said."The mother's not there" my father replied. "She took off a few years back. Can't say I blame her. Piquette cooks for them, and she says Lazarus would never do anything for himself as long as she's there. Anyway, I don't think she'd take much care of herself, once she got back. She's only thirteen, after all. Beth, I was thinking—What about taking her up to Diamond Lake with us this summer? A couple of months rest would give that bone a much better chance."My mother looked stunned."But Ewen -- what about Roddie and Vanessa?""She's not contagious ," my father said. "And it would be company for Vanessa.""Oh dear," my mother said in distress, "I'll bet anything she has nits in her hair.""For Pete's sake," my father said crossly, "do you think Matron would let her stay in the hospital for all this time like that? Don't be silly, Beth. "Grandmother MacLeod, her delicately featured face as rigid as a cameo , now brought her mauve -veined hands together as though she were about to begin prayer."Ewen, if that half breed youngster comes along to Diamond Lake, I'm not going," she announced. "I'll go toMorag's for the summer."I had trouble in stifling my urge to laugh, for my mother brightened visibly and quickly tried to hide it. If it came to a choice between Grandmother MacLeod and Piquette, Piquette would win hands down, nits or not."It might be quite nice for you, at that," she mused. "You haven't seen Morag for over a year, and you might enjoy being in the city for a while. Well, Ewen dear, you do what you think best. If you think it would do Piquette some good, then we' II be glad to have her, as long as she behaves herself."So it happened that several weeks later, when we all piled into my father's old Nash, surrounded by suitcases and boxes of provisions and toys for my ten-month-old brother, Piquette was with us and Grandmother MacLeod, miraculously, was not. My father would only be staying at the cottage for a couple of weeks, for he had to get back to his practice, but the rest of us would stay at Diamond Lake until the end of August.Our cottage was not named, as many were, "Dew Drop Inn" or "Bide-a-Wee," or "Bonnie Doon”. The sign on the roadway bore in austere letters only our name, MacLeod. It was not a large cottage, but it was on the lakefront. You could look out the windows and see, through the filigree of the spruce trees, the water glistening greenly as the sun caught it. All around the cottage were ferns, and sharp-branched raspberry bushes, and moss that had grown over fallen tree trunks, If you looked carefully among the weeds and grass, you could find wild strawberry plants which were in white flower now and in another month would bear fruit, the fragrant globes hanging like miniature scarlet lanterns on the thin hairy stems. The two grey squirrels were still there, gossiping at us from the tall spruce beside the cottage, and by the end of the summer they would again be tame enough to take pieces of crust from my hands. The broad moose antlers that hung above the back door were a little more bleached and fissured after the winter, but otherwise everything was the same. I raced joyfully around my kingdom, greeting all the places I had not seen for a year. My brother, Roderick, who had not been born when we were here last summer, sat on the car rug in the sunshine and examined a brown spruce cone, meticulously turning it round and round in his small and curious hands. My mother and father toted the luggage from car to cottage, exclaiming over how well the place had wintered, no broken windows, thank goodness, no apparent damage from storm felled branches orsnow.Only after I had finished looking around did I notice Piquette. She was sitting on the swing her lame leg held stiffly out, and her other foot scuffing the ground as she swung slowly back and forth. Her long hair hung black and straight around her shoulders, and her broad coarse-featured face bore no expression -- it was blank, as though she no longer dwelt within her own skull, as though she had gone elsewhere.I approached her very hesitantly."Want to come and play?"Piquette looked at me with a sudden flash of scorn."I ain't a kid," she said.Wounded, I stamped angrily away, swearing I would not speak to her for the rest of the summer. In the days that followed, however, Piquette began to interest me, and l began to want to interest her. My reasons did not appear bizarre to me. Unlikely as it may seem, I had only just realised that the Tonnerre family, whom I had always heard Called half breeds, were actually Indians, or as near as made no difference. My acquaintance with Indians was not expensive. I did not remember ever having seen a real Indian, and my new awareness that Piquette sprang from the people of Big Bear and Poundmaker, of Tecumseh, of the Iroquois who had eaten Father Brébeuf's heart--all this gave her an instant attraction in my eyes. I was devoted reader of Pauline Johnson at this age, and sometimes would orate aloud and in an exalted voice, West Wind, blow from your prairie nest, Blow from the mountains, blow from the west--and so on. It seemed to me that Piquette must be in some way a daughter of the forest, a kind of junior prophetess of the wilds, who might impart to me, if I took the right approach, some of the secrets which she undoubtedly knew --where the whippoorwill made her nest, how the coyote reared her young, or whatever it was that it said in Hiawatha.I set about gaining Piquette's trust. She was not allowed to go swimming, with her bad leg, but I managed to lure her down to the beach-- or rather, she came because there was nothing else to do. The water was always icy, for the lake was fed by springs, but I swam like a dog, thrashing my arms and legs around at such speed and with such an output of energy that I never grew cold. Finally, when I had enough, I came out and sat beside Piquette on the sand. When she saw me approaching, her hands squashed flat the sand castle she had been building, and she looked at me sullenly, without"Do you like this place?" I asked, after a while, intending to lead on from there into the question of forest lore .Piquette shrugged. "It's okay. Good as anywhere.""I love it, "1 said. "We come here every summer.""So what?" Her voice was distant, and I glanced at her uncertainly, wondering what I could have said wrong."Do you want to come for a walk?" I asked her. "We wouldn't need to go far. If you walk just around the point there, you come to a bay where great big reeds grow in the water, and all kinds of fish hang around there. Want to? Come on."She shook her head."Your dad said I ain't supposed to do no more walking than I got to." I tried another line."I bet you know a lot about the woods and all that, eh?" I began respectfully.Piquette looked at me from her large dark unsmiling eyes."I don't know what in hell you're talkin' about," she replied. "You nuts or somethin'? If you mean where my old man, and me, and all them live, you better shut up, by Jesus, you hear?"I was startled and my feelings were hurt, but I had a kind of dogged perseverance. I ignored her rebuff."You know something, Piquette? There's loons here, on this lake. You can see their nests just up the shore there, behind those logs. At night, you can hear them even from the cottage, but it's better to listen from the beach. My dad says we should listen and try to remember how they sound, because in a few years when more cottages are built at Diamond Lake and more people come in, the loons will go away."Piquette was picking up stones and snail shells and then dropping them again."Who gives a good goddamn?" she said.It became increasingly obvious that, as an Indian, Piquette was a dead loss. That evening I went out by myself, scrambling through the bushes that overhung the steep path, my feet slipping on the fallen spruce needles that covered the ground. When I reached the shore, I walked along the firm damp sand to the small pier that my father had built, and sat down there. I heard someone else crashing through the undergrowth and the bracken, and for a moment I thought Piquette had changed her mind, but it turned out to be my father. He sat beside me on the pier and we waited, withoutAt night the lake was like black glass with a streak of amber which was the path of the moon. All around, the spruce trees grew tall and close-set, branches blackly sharp against the sky, which was lightened by a cold flickering of stars. Then the loons began their calling. They rose like phantom birds from the nests on the shore, and flew out onto the dark still surface of the water.No one can ever describe that ululating sound, the crying of the loons, and no one who has heard it can ever forget it. Plaintive , and yet with a quality of chilling mockery , those voices belonged to a world separated by aeon from our neat world of summer cottages and the lighted lamps of home."They must have sounded just like that," my father remarked, "before any person ever set foot here." Then he laughed. "You could say the same, of course, about sparrows or chipmunk, but somehow it only strikes you that way with the loons.""I know," I said.Neither of us suspected that this would be the last time we would ever sit here together on the shore, listening. We stayed for perhaps half an hour, and then we went back to the cottage. My mother was reading beside the fireplace. Piquette was looking at the burning birch log, and not doing anything."You should have come along," I said, although in fact I was glad she had not."Not me", Piquette said. "You wouldn’ catch me walkin' way down there jus' for a bunch of squawkin' birds."Piquette and I remained ill at ease with one another. felt I had somehow failed my father, but I did not know what was the matter, nor why she Would not or could not respond when I suggested exploring the woods or Playing house. I thought it was probably her slow and difficult walking that held her back. She stayed most of the time in the cottage with my mother, helping her with the dishes or with Roddie, but hardly ever talking. Then the Duncans arrived at their cottage, and I spent my days with Mavis, who was my best friend. I could not reach Piquette at all, and I soon lost interest in trying. But all that summer she remained as both a reproach and a mystery to me.That winter my father died of pneumonia, after less than a week's illness. For some time I saw nothing around me, being completely immersed in my own pain and my mother's. When I looked outward once more, I scarcely noticed thatPiquette Tonnerre was no longer at school. I do not remember seeing her at all until four years later, one Saturday night when Mavis and I were having Cokes in the Regal Café. The jukebox was booming like tuneful thunder, and beside it, leaning lightly on its chrome and its rainbow glass, was a girl.Piquette must have been seventeen then, although she looked about twenty. I stared at her, astounded that anyone could have changed so much. Her face, so stolid and expressionless before, was animated now with a gaiety that was almost violent. She laughed and talked very loudly with the boys around her. Her lipstick was bright carmine, and her hair was cut Short and frizzily permed . She had not been pretty as a child, and she was not pretty now, for her features were still heavy and blunt. But her dark and slightly slanted eyes were beautiful, and her skin-tight skirt and orange sweater displayed to enviable advantage a soft and slender body.She saw me, and walked over. She teetered a little, but it was not due to her once-tubercular leg, for her limp was almost gone."Hi, Vanessa," Her voice still had the same hoarseness . "Long time no see, eh?""Hi," I said "Where've you been keeping yourself, Piquette?""Oh, I been around," she said. "I been away almost two years now. Been all over the place--Winnipeg, Regina, Saskatoon. Jesus, what I could tell you! I come back this summer, but I ain't stayin'. You kids go in to the dance?""No," I said abruptly, for this was a sore point with me. I was fifteen, and thought I was old enough to go to the Saturday-night dances at the Flamingo. My mother, however, thought otherwise."Y'oughta come," Piquette said. "I never miss one. It's just about the on'y thing in this jerkwatertown that's any fun. Boy, you couldn' catch me stayin' here. I don' give a shit about this place. It stinks."She sat down beside me, and I caught the harshover-sweetness of her perfume."Listen, you wanna know something, Vanessa?" she confided , her voice only slightly blurred. "Your dad was the only person in Manawaka that ever done anything good to me."I nodded speechlessly. I was certain she was speaking the truth. I knew a little more than I had that summer atDiamond Lake, but I could not reach her now any more than I had then, I was ashamed, ashamed of my own timidity, the frightened tendency to look the other way. Yet I felt no real warmth towards her-- I only felt that I ought to, because of that distant summer and because my father had hoped she would be company for me, or perhaps that I would be for her, but it had not happened that way. At this moment, meeting her again, I had to admit that she repelled and embarrassed me, and I could not help despising the self-pity in her voice. I wished she would go away. I did not want to see her did not know what to say to her. It seemed that we had nothing to say to one another."I'll tell you something else," Piquette went on. "All the old bitches an' biddies in this town will sure be surprised. I'm gettin' married this fall -- my boy friend, he's an English fella, works in the stockyards in the city there, a very tall guy, got blond wavy hair. Gee, is he ever handsome. Got this real Hiroshima name. Alvin Gerald Cummings--some handle, eh? They call him Al."For the merest instant, then I saw her. I really did see her, for the first and only time in all the years we had both lived in the same town. Her defiant face, momentarily, became unguarded and unmasked, and in her eyes there was a terrifying hope."Gee, Piquette --" I burst out awkwardly, "that's swell. That's really wonderful. Congratulations—good luck--I hope you'll be happy--"As l mouthed the conventional phrases, I could only guess how great her need must have been, that she had been forced to seek the very things she so bitterly rejected.When I was eighteen, I left Manawaka and went away to college. At the end of my first year, I came back home for the summer. I spent the first few days in talking non-stop with my mother, as we exchanged all the news that somehow had not found its way into letters-- what had happened in my life and what had happened here in Manawaka while I was away. My mother searched her memory for events that concerned people I knew."Did I ever write you about Piquette Tonnerre, Vanessa?" she asked one morning."No, I don't think so," I replied. "Last I heard of her, she was going to marry some guy in the city. Is she still there?"My mother looked Hiroshima , and it was a moment before she spoke, as though she did not know how to expresswhat she had to tell and wished she did not need to try."She's dead," she said at last. Then, as I stared at her, "Oh, Vanessa, when it happened, I couldn't help thinking of her as she was that summer--so sullen and gauche and badly dressed. I couldn't help wondering if we could have done something more at that time--but what could we do? She used to be around in the cottage there with me all day, and honestly it was all I could do to get a word out of her. She didn't even talk to your father very much, although I think she liked him in her way.""What happened?" I asked."Either her husband left her, or she left him," my mother said. "I don't know which. Anyway, she came back here with two youngsters, both only babies--they must have been born very close together. She kept house, I guess, for Lazarus and her brothers, down in the valley there, in the old Tonnerre place. I used to see her on the street sometimes, but she never spoke to me. She'd put on an awful lot of weight, and she looked a mess, to tell you the truth, a real slattern , dressed any old how. She was up in court a couple of times--drunk and disorderly, of course. One Saturday night last winter, during the coldest weather, Piquette was alone in the shack with the children. The Tonnerres made home brew all the time, so I've heard, and Lazarus said later she'd been drinking most of the day when he and the boys went out that evening. They had an old woodstove there--you know the kind, with exposed pipes. The shack caught fire. Piquette didn't get out, and neither did the children."I did not say anything. As so often with Piquette, there did not seem to be anything to say. There was a kind of silence around the image in my mind of the fire and the snow, and I wished I could put from my memory the look that I had seen once in Piquette's eyes.I went up to Diamond Lake for a few days that summer, with Mavis and her family. The MacLeod cottage had been sold after my father's death, and I did not even go to look at it, not wanting to witness my long-ago kingdom possessed now by strangers. But one evening I went clown to the shore by myself.The small pier which my father had built was gone, and in its place there was a large and solid pier built by the government, for Galloping Mountain was now a national park, and Diamond Lake had been re-named Lake Wapakata, for it was felt that an Indian name would have a greater appeal totourists. The one store had become several dozen, and the settlement had all the attributes of a flourishing resort--hotels, a dance-hall, cafes with neon signs, the penetrating odours of potato chips and hot dogs.I sat on the government pier and looked out across the water. At night the lake at least was the same as it had always been, darkly shining and bearing within its black glass the streak of amber that was the path of the moon. There was no wind that evening, and everything was quiet all around me. It seemed too quiet, and then I realized that the loons were no longer here. I listened for some time, to make sure, but never once did I hear that long-drawn call, half mocking and half plaintive, spearing through the stillness across the lake.I did not know what had happened to the birds. Perhaps they had gone away to some far place of belonging. Perhaps they had been unable to find such a place, and had simply died out, having ceased to care any longer whether they lived or not. I remembered how Piquette had scorned to come along, when my father and I sat there and listened to the lake birds. It seemed to me now that in some unconscious and totally unrecognized way, Piquette might have been the only one, after all, who had heard the crying of the loons.NOTES1) Margaret Laurence: Born in Neepawa, Manitoba in Canada in 1926.Her publications include This Side of Jordan (1960), The Stone Angle(1964), A Jest of God (1966), The First Dwellers (1969), and The Diviners (1974).2) Rid: Louis Rid (1844-85) led two rebellions of Indians and Metis (people of mixed French and Indian blood) in 1869-70 and 1884-85.The latter rebellion was crushed in the battle of Batoehe, Manitoba, and Riel was executed.3) patois: dialect4) broken English: English that is imperfectly spoken with mistakes in grammar and syntax5) neither flesh, fowl, nor good salt herring; also 'neither fish, flesh, nor fowl' meaning 'not anything definite or recognizable'6) C. P. R. : Canadian Pacific Railroad7) Mountie: a member of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police8) Nash: a former make of automobiles9) Big Bear and Poundmaker: leaders of the Cree10) Tecumseh (1768-1813): chief of the Shawnee11) Father Brebeuf: Jean de Brebeuf (1593-1649), Jesuit missionary to the Hurons12) Hurons, Shawnee, Cree and Troquois: Indian tribes13)West Wind ...the west: the first two lines from "The Song My Pad die Sings" by Pauline Johnson (1861-1913), Canadian poet who was the daughter of an English woman and a Mohawk chief14) Hiawatha: romantic poem about Indians by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow15) Cokes: a popular shortened form for Coca-Cola, a carbonated soft drink manufactured in the U. S.16) I don't give a shit: once taboo but now a colloquial slang, meaning' I don't care a bit'。