Words are Windows (or They’re Walls)
I feel so sentenced by your words,
I feel so judged and sent away,
Before I go I’ve got to know
Is that what you mean to say?
Before I rise to my defense,
Before I speak in hurt or fear,
Before I build that wall of words,
Tell me, did I really hear?
Words are windows, or they’re walls,
They sentence us, or set us free.
When I speak and when I hear,
Let the love light shine through me.
There are things I need to say,
Things that mean so much to me,
If my words don’t make me clear,
Will you help me to be free?
If I seemed to put you down,
If you felt I didn’t care, Try to listen through my words
To the feelings that we share. —Ruth Bebermeyer
语言是窗户 （否则，它们是墙）
听了你的话，我仿佛受了审判，
无比委屈，又无从分辨，
在离开前，我想问，
那真的是你的意思吗？
在自我辩护前，
在带着痛苦或恐惧质问前，
在我用语言筑起心灵之墙前，
告诉我，我听明白了吗？
语言是窗户，或者是墙，
它审判我们，或者让我们自由。
在我说与听的时候，
请让爱的光芒照耀我。
我心里有话要 说，
那些话对我如此重要，
如果言语无法传达我的心声，
请你帮我获得自由好吗？
如果你以为我想羞辱你,
如果你认定我不在乎你，
请透过我的言语，
倾听我们共有的情感。
