shape of my heart
昨晚回去没有画意
突然翻出了以前的一堆碟
《这个杀手不太冷》最后放在了手边
关掉所有的灯——看碟
在记忆中这个片子很具温情
所以整个人随着熟悉的剧情流动着
仿佛置身在那个世界中
片子另个让我喜欢的理由是摄影的手法
能把纽约拍出巴黎的感觉
拍的真是很高明
喜欢片中光影的变化和转换
躺在床上
回味着好听片尾曲《shape of my heart》
带着温情进入梦乡
He deals the cards as a meditation
And those he plays never suspect
He doesn't play for the money he wins
He doesn't play for respect
He deals the crads to find the answer
The sacred geometry of chance
The hidden loaw of a probable outcome
The numbers lead a dance
I know that the spades are swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
He may play the jack of diamonds
He may lay the queen of spades
He may conceal a king in his hand
While the memory of it fades
I know that the spades are swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
And if I told you that I loved you
You'd maybe think there's something wrong
I'm not a man of too many faces
The mask I wear is one
Those who speak know nothing
And find out to their cost
Like those who curse their luck in too many places
And those who fear are lost
I know that the spades are swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart

