我喜欢听慢歌，那种慢慢的，娓娓道来，你会在一个闲适的下午，捧着一本书，放一首这样的歌，足够安抚你的心情，给你一个美妙的下午，美美的心情…一切烦恼，随风而逝…

How many roads must a man walk down
Before they call him a man
How many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand
How many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they're forever banned
The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind
How many years must a mountain exist
Before it is washed to the sea
How many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free
How many times can a man turn his head
And pretend that he just doesn't see
The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind
How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky
How many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry
How many deaths will it take'Till he knows

167'

that too many people have died
The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind