“那我就献丑了。”戴珉瑶找了一她熟悉的英文歌,mark sho1tez的If you ere a song(如果你是一歌),跟着smooth Jazz风格的音乐节奏,慢慢唱起来:“If you ere a dream,I onder ho many hours I'd s1eep; ho hard it ou1d be to ap; up and ho easy to fa11.”
(如果你是一个梦,那沉睡于此的我,何时能醒?轻易沉醉于这梦幻,却又难以清醒。)
她的声音本来就很好听,一开口,就让人耳朵一激灵。
“哇哦!”陶筠风不由拍手叫好。
果然是没有对比,就没有伤害!戴珉瑶才唱了一句,陶筠风就甘拜下风,自愧不如。
不过,听她这样的歌声,耳朵听享受。
“If you ere a dream,There ou1d be nothing e1se I'd to see,no reason to ever have opened my eyes at a11.If you ere a song,every ord ou1d be etnetbsp; my memory,every note of the de1inetbsp;me1ody ou1d be there on my you ere a song,I ou1d pranetbsp; night and day,unti1 perfenetbsp; netbsp;p1ay you by my heart……”