How many roads must a man walk down
一个男人要走过多少路，
Before you call him a man
才可以称之为好汉？
How many seas must a white dove sail
一只白鸽要飞过多少片海，
Before she sleeps in the sand
才能在沙滩上入眠？
How many times must the cannon balls fly
炮弹要横行多久，
Before they are forever banned
才会永远消失？
The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind
我的朋友，在风中就能找到答案。
How many years can a mountain exist
一座山要屹立多久，
Before it is washed to the sea
才会被冲刷入海？
How many years can some people exist
这些人要坚持多少年，
Before they're allowed to be free
才会获得自由？
How many times can a man turn his head
一个人要转过多少次头，
And pretend that he just doesn't see
来假装他什么都没看见？
The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind
我的朋友，在风中就能找到答案。
How many times must a man look up
一个人要抬多少次头，
Before he can see the sky
才可以看得见天空？
How many ears must one man have
一个人要有多少只耳朵，
Before he can hear people cry
才能听到人们的哭泣？
How many deaths will it take till he knows
要经历多少次死亡他才会知道，
That too many people have died
太多的人已经付出了生命？
The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind
我的朋友，在风中就能找到答案。
如果有一天年华老去，回首往事的时候，我们会为我们曾经犯下的错误而叹息不已。感慨年轻时的无知与固执，感慨当年的意气和冲动。然而几乎没有人不犯错误，只能期望于少犯错误。
当有一天，你很少犯错误，当有一天，你能很正确的处理你所处的外界，这就是你能够被称作为男人的时候。
我希望，能够把自己的错误降到最少，用合适的方式给身边的人快乐，也许人的一生，遇到的人也就那么几个。
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