et tired.
u: surely a helpful policeman could save you?
a: uh, that was my first option, yes. i ran to the policeman, i say: "phone." he looks at me. i do a hand signal phone. he goes, "ahhh...." you know, the usual phone hand gesture....
u: yeah.
a: and he points behind me and goes: "neuhhh neuhhh neuhhh neuhhh neuhhh." something i can't understand. and i go.... i look behind. he turns around and he runs out of the exit, try not to speak to me.
u: let me ask, with all this cellphone background, why didntcha have a cellphone just when you needed it most.... this is when you needed a cellphone.
a: i did have a cellphone, but unfortunately i didn't have a chinese sim which is one of those little cards that you put into a cellphone.
u: ahhh.... ok, i see.
a: so i was stuck. in the end i just sat down on my suitcases in the corner feeling very sorry for myself, thinking, maybe i'm in the wrong city, maybe i'm in the wrong country.
u: what did you do for fun besides, in your free time, after work?
a: talking to people, and getting day to day life stuff, was pretty fun for me. imagine walking into a restaurant, nobody understands you, you don't even know what the menu is, you look at something.... you can't identify it. things crawl around. in england when you say, "i want a burger," it comes out cooked. in china when you say, "i want something to eat," they kill it in front of you, take out, point to the part you want, cook it, and then hand it to you. it was a new experience.
u: alex, do you have any other final words for our listeners?
a: i have final words for listeners? ummm ... yes. when you're shopping, could you refrain from hitting me... anybody... please?
u: alright... please everybody, don't hit alex when he's shopping.
a: and please, actually, stop looking at my shopping stuff.
u: listeners, thank you for listening to uriel yak. so long.
a: bye bye, uriel.
u: alex, thanks for joining us!
a: thanks for having me!
★★《2003年05月号-第40期-disc02-13》★★
ordinary day
just a day, just an ordinary day
just trying to get by
just a boy
just an ordinary boy
but he was looking to the sky
and as he asked if i would come along
i started to realize--
that everyday you find
just what he's looking for
like a shooting star he shines
he said take my hand
live while you can
don't you see your dreams are right in the palm of your hand
and as he spoke, he spoke ordinary words
although they did not feel
for i felt what i had not felt before
you'd swear those words could heal
and i as looked up into those eyes
his vision borrows mine
and to know he's no stranger
for i feel i've held him for all of time
and he said take my hand
live while you can
don't you see your dreams are right in the palm of your hand
right in the palm of your hand
please come with me
see what i see
touch the stars for a time will not flee
time will not flee
can you see
just a dream, just an ordinary dream
as i wake in bed
and the boy, that ordinary boy
or was it all in my head
did he asked if i would come along
it all seemed so real
but as i looked to the door
i saw that boy standing there with a deal
and he said take my hand
live while you can
don't you see your dreams are right in the palm of your hand
right in the palm of your hand
right in the palm of your hand
just a day, just an ordinary day
just trying to get by
just a boy
just an ordinary boy
but he was looking to the sky
平凡的一天
那一天，不过是平常的一天
当时我只是想过平静的生活
而他是个男孩
不过是个平常的男孩
可他正仰视着天空
问我是否愿意跟随他
我开始意识到
每天你发现
他正寻找的东西
就像闪烁的流星
他说牵我的手
努力活着
难道你没发现梦想就在你的掌心里
他说话时，吐出的也是平常的词语
尽管他们毫不觉察
我却有前所未有的感觉
你用誓言治愈创伤
当我注视那双眼睛
里面的内容和我的如出一辙
知道他并不陌生
因为我感觉我一直拥有他
他说牵我的手
努力活着
难道你没发现梦想就在你的掌心里
就在你的掌心里
请跟我来
分享我看到的一切
手触星辰让时间停留
让时间停留
你明白吗
只是一个梦，一个平常的梦
当我醒卧在床的时候
那个男孩，那个平凡的男孩
那是我脑海中的一切
他叫我和他一起了吗
一切似乎很真实
但是当我看着门口
我看见男孩站在那里
他说牵我的手
努力活着
难道你没发现梦想就在你的掌心里
就在你的掌心里
就在你的掌心里
那一天，不过是平常的一天
当时我只是想过平静的生活
而他只是个男孩
不过是个平常的男孩
可他正仰视着天空
★★《2003年07月号-第41期-disc01-02》★★
on beauty
where shall you seek beauty, and how shall you find her unless she herself be your way and your guide? and how shall you speak of her except she be the 1)weaver of your speech?
the 2)aggrieved and the 3)injured say, "beauty is kind and gentle. like a young mother half-shy of her own 4)glory she walks among us."
and the 5)passionate say, "nay, beauty is a thing of 6)might and 7)dread. like the 8)tempest she shakes the earth beneath us and the sky above us."
the tired and the 9)weary say, "beauty is of soft 10)whisperings. she speaks in our spirit. her voice 11)yields to our silences like a 12)faint light that 13)quivers 14)in fear of the shadow."
but the 15)restless say, "we have hear