我好象会到处跟人讲我有多喜欢这首歌.
如果有一天我也学nick hornby写一本31 songs
估计椎名林檎的这首
不是排第一位就是排最后一位

这首歌从我第一次听的时候就驻扎在心里
直到昨晚上我还梦到我去听她演唱会
在听完17之后奔跑去赶回家的末班车

因为追不上车子而半夜惊醒
就像是一去不回的17岁一样
惊醒后不知道下一步要往哪里走

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17
椎名林檎

now i'm seventeen
my school is in the country
students wear trainers
read the same magazines

now i'm seventeen
my school is getting tiresome
teachers - they're so young
singling me out

only like philosophy & after school the time
that's what i call my own time
nice girls meet nice boys end of school day
while other girls go strait home
talking 'bout soaps'n' that

i go home alone
like it watching the nameless people
surfing subways, travelling somewhere

"...nowhere..."

now i'm seventeen
i do not have a title
depend on no one else
busy being kind (to myself)

i go home alone
and have dinner in my sweet home
praying again, again & again

"...peace..."

i see the same faces in school & they say that i am different
i think it's an honour
i say it's an honour to B different
i can't go their way

now i'm seventeen

"...seventeen..."