MY PRECIOUS

29 January 2009
Thursday (29 Degree Celsius)
Windy Night @ 2300 (Singapore Time)
Listen: 猜不透 by 丁當
Mood: *It’s a Procreating Blind Deer*

Sméagol... Why does he cry, Sméagol?

Sméagol: Don't ask Smeagol. Poor, poor Smeagol.
Sméagol: Master... Master looks after us. Master wouldn't hurt us.
Gollum: But Master broke his promise, didn’t he…
Sméagol: Cruel men hurts us. Master tricksed us.
Gollum: Of course he did. I told you he was tricksy. I told you he was false.
Gollum: Master betrayed us. Wicked. Tricksy, False. We ought to wring his filthy little neck. Kill him!

Kill him! Kill them both! And then we take the precious... and we be the master!

Sméagol: No, not it's business. Leave us alone. Why can’t they just fucking die and leave us alone?
Gollum: Filthy little hobbites. They stole it from us.

What did they steal?

Gollum: Myyy PRECIOUSSS.

And Master shall pay dearly for these trespasses…
For the time of revenge is upon us…
But we shall wait, we shall persevere… He will pay dearly



猜不透 by 丁當

猜不透, 你最近时好时坏的沉默
我也不想去追问太多
让试探为彼此的心上了锁

猜不透 相处会比分开还寂寞
两个人都只是得过且过
无法感受每次触摸 是真的, 是热的

如果忽远忽近的洒脱是你要的自由
那我宁愿回到一个人生活

如果忽冷忽热的温柔是你的借口
那我宁愿对你从没认真过

猜不透 相处会比分开还寂寞
两个人都只是得过且过
无法感受每次触摸 是真的, 是热的

如果忽远忽近的洒脱是你要的自由
那我宁愿回到一个人生活

如果忽冷忽热的温柔是你的借口
那我宁愿对你从没认真过
到底这感觉谁对谁错
我已不想追究
越是在乎的人越是猜不透