鋼琴家經典語錄範例
篇一：鋼琴家名言
鋼琴家名言
練習是偉大的魔術師，它使看來無法演奏的樂曲得以演奏，並使它變得容易，得心應手。 ——車爾尼
如果你問我，怎樣成爲好的鋼琴家，那麼你先告訴我，練了多少音階。
——車爾尼
音階練習是很重要的，或者不僅是爲了訓練手指，也是爲了訓練耳朵對調性 的感覺，對音程的瞭解，以及對鋼琴總的音域的理解。
——霍夫曼．約瑟夫
基本功練習包括五指練習、音階、琶音、哈農等，這些內容每天要練習，要持之以恆。在練習時，音色要有顆粒性，音樂要有連貫性；每個音之間都要有一定的傾向性，指尖的感覺敏度、力度、速度、顆粒性以及音色的各種變化，都可以通過基本功的練習，把手指、手腕、手臂的運動配合好，從中找到自己所需要的方法。
——朱工一
要真正熟悉鍵盤，每日的音階練習是不可少的功課。由西方文明發展出來的音樂，大部分是建立在調性上（二十四個大小調）的，所以熟悉每個調性及音階，乃是非常重要的基本能力，也是爲未來排除技巧恐懼感所做的最好準備。
——露絲．史蘭倩絲卡
音階、和絃、琶音的學習對學生是非常必要的，因爲通過這些練習，學生才能掌握那些基本規律。——鋼琴作品結構中的種種變化形式都是這些規律發展而成的。
——尼古拉耶夫．裏安涅德
練習音階和琶音必須堅持不懈，這些技巧都幫助學生掌握紮實的鋼琴技巧。一直豎起一隻嚴格要求的耳朵就等於永遠有一個可靠的訓練手的良師在旁。
——瑪格麗特．朗 必須認真地練習所有的音階。——羅伯特．舒曼
學習技術必須耐心、刻苦，並持之以恆；沒有技術，藝術就不過硬，就沒有風格，沒有特性。練習曲、音階、琶音、和絃等常是非常貨真價實的，不能騙人。 ——帕德雷夫斯基．簡 和絃能增強音程的感覺，彈奏的力量與穩定，並訓練手在鋼琴上的合適位置
。 ——柯爾託．阿爾弗萊德
鋼琴的技能訓練就是儘可能地使手指彈出最高的速度、最大的力度，並使手具有能力彈奏各種因指法或各調在鍵盤上的特殊排列而極爲困難的經過句。
——戈多夫斯基．利奧波德
我從來不喜歡練習，但當我開始練琴時，首先慢練十分鐘的音階，傾聽彈奏的聲音，每一個音都會產生迴應，它給我動力，我一生將堅持這樣做。
——克里本．範
德國鋼琴家巴克豪斯說:“應該強調音階、琶音及巴赫作品的練習。每天都練半小時以上的音階、琶音,但都要加上表情。只練那些旋律動聽、自己非常喜歡的作品是很有害的,不能認爲只把技術上困難的地方練好就是達到了目的了。即使是最簡單的樂曲,要做得完美也是困難的,也要多加練習。”
智利鋼琴家阿勞說:“在十二三歲的時候,每天練習三小時的基本練習,十四歲以後改爲練習曲的困難部分。他認爲每天練習的時間應隨着每個人的體力、精力而定。最重要的是身體不覺得疲勞,提倡要身體放鬆,精神集中地演奏音樂。”他還強調“在初學階段必須進行很多的技巧練習。”
西班牙女鋼琴家拉羅查說:“練習好音階、琶音是必須的,練習時要根據自己的弱點,需要而有所不同。練習和絃是要用很慢的速度來彈,把手放在鍵盤上感受它的擴張。”她主張手小的學生應時常做一些手指伸展練習的動作。
法國卡扎德絮說:“練習時要彈得很慢,不用踏板,聽清樂曲中的每個音,然後用?心?來彈奏。如果需要一些特別的技巧,如八度就找一些八度的曲子來練。
篇二：海上鋼琴師經典臺詞
All that city,you just couldn't see the end to it. The end? Please? You please just show me where it ends? It wasn't what I saw that stopped me, Max. It was what I didn't see. You understand that? What I didn't see. In all that sprawling city there was everything except an end. There was no end. What I did not see was where the whole thing came to an end. The end of the world... 所有的那些城市，你就是無法看到盡頭。盡頭？拜託，麻煩你讓我看看它的盡頭在哪兒？阻止我的腳步的，並不是我所看見的東西，而是我所看不見的東西。你明白麼，Max？就是我看不見的那些。在那個無盡蔓延的城市裏，什麼都有，就是沒有盡頭。根本沒有盡頭。我看不見這一切的盡頭，世界的盡頭。
Take a piano. The keys begin, the keys end. You know there are eighty-eight of them, nobody can tell you any different. They are not infinite. You are infinite. And on these keys the music that you can make is infinite. I like that. That I can live get me up on that gangway and you're rolling out in front of me a keyboard of millions of keys, millions and billions of keys that never end, and that's the truth, Max. That they never end. That keyboard is infinite. And if that keyboard is infinite, then on that keyboard there is no music you can play. You're sitting on the wrong bench. That's God's piano.
拿鋼琴來打個比方，琴鍵是有始有終的。你確切地知道有88個鍵在哪兒，錯不了。它並不是無盡的，而你纔是那個無限可能的人，由你在鍵盤上所創造的音樂也是無限的。我喜歡這樣，我能以此爲生。然而你把我推到舷梯上，就相當於於給了我一架有百萬琴鍵的鋼琴，百萬千萬無窮無盡的琴鍵，那是事實，它們沒有盡頭，鍵盤是無限的。如果那個琴鍵是無限的，那麼在那個鍵盤上就沒有你能彈奏的曲子，你坐錯地方了，那是上帝的鋼琴。
All that world is weighing down on me, you don't even know where where it comes to an end, and aren't you ever just scared of breaking apart at the thought of it? The enormity of living it? ” 全世界的重量都壓在我的身上，你根本不知道哪裏結束，難道你不會爲自己生活在無窮的選擇裏而害怕得崩潰掉嗎？
篇三：海上鋼琴師經典臺詞
“陸上的人喜歡尋根究底，虛度很多的光陰。冬天憂慮夏天的遲來，夏天擔心冬天的將至。所以你們不停到處去追求一個遙不可及、四季如夏的地方—我並不羨慕。”
Why why why why why... I think land people waste a lot of time wondering why. Winter comes they can't wait for summer; summer comes they're living drilled of winter. That's why you're never tired of travelling, with chasing some place far away, where there's always summer. That doesn't sound like a good bet to me.
“城市那麼大，看不到盡頭。在哪裏 ? 我能看到嗎 ? 就連街道都已經數不清了，找一個女人，蓋一間房子，買一塊地，開闢一道風景，然後一起走向死路。太多的選擇，太複雜的判斷了，難道你不怕精神崩潰嗎 ? 陸地，太大了，他像一艘大船，一個女人，一條長長的'航線，我寧可捨棄自己的生命，也不願意在一個找不到盡頭的世界生活，反正，這個世界現在也沒有人知道我。我之所以走到一半停下來，不是因爲我所能見，而是我所不能見。” “鍵盤有始有終，你確切知道 88 個鍵就在那兒，錯不了。它並不是無限的，而音樂，纔是無限的。你能在鍵盤上表現的音樂是無限的，我喜歡這樣，我能輕鬆應對，而你現在讓我走過跳板，走到城市裏，等着我的是一個沒有盡頭的鍵盤，我又怎能在這樣的鍵盤上彈奏呢 ? 那是上帝的鍵盤啊 ! ”
“All that city. You just couldn't see the end to it. The end? Please? You please just show me where it ends? It was all very
fine on that gangway. And I was grand too, in my overcoat. I cut quite a figure. And I was getting off. Guaranteed. There
was no problem. It wasn't what I saw that stopped me, Max. It was what I didn't see. You understand that? What I didn't
see. In all that sprawling city there was everything except an end. There was no end. What I did not see was where the
whole thing came to an end. The end of the world... ”
“所有那些城市，你就是無法看見盡頭。盡頭？拜託！拜託你給我看它的盡頭在哪？當時，站在舷梯向外看還好。我那時穿着大衣，感覺也很棒，覺得自己前途無量，然後我就要下船去。放心！完全沒問題！可是，阻止了我的腳步的，並不是我所看見的東西，而是我所無法看見的那些東西。你明白麼？我看不見的那些。在那個無限蔓延的城市裏，什麼東西都有，可惟獨沒有盡頭。根本就沒有盡頭。我看不見的是這一切的盡頭，世界的盡頭。”
“Take a piano. The keys begin, the keys end. You know there are eightyeight of them, nobody can tell you any different.
They are not infinite. You are infinite. And on these keys the music that you can make is infinite. I like that. That I can
live by. ”
“拿一部鋼琴來說，從琴鍵開始，又結束。你知道鋼琴只有88個鍵，隨便什麼琴都沒差。它們不是無限的。你纔是無限的，在琴鍵上製作出的音樂是無限的。我喜歡這樣，我活的慣。” “You get me up on that gangway and you're rolling out in front of me a keyboard of millions of keys, millions and billions
of keys that never end, and that's the truth, Max. That they never end. That keyboard is infinite. And if that keyboard is
infinite, then on that keyboard there is no music you can play. You're sitting on the wrong bench. That's God's piano. ”
“你把我推到舷梯上然後扔給我一架有百萬琴鍵的鋼琴，百萬千萬的沒有盡頭的琴鍵，那是事實，max，它們沒有盡頭。那鍵盤是無限延伸的。然而如果琴鍵是無限的，那麼在那架琴上就沒有你能彈奏的音樂，你坐錯了地方，那是上帝的鋼琴。”
“Christ! Did, did you see the streets? Just the streets… There were thousands of them! And how do you do it down there？
How do you choose just one? One woman, one house, one piece of land to call your own, one landscape to look at, one
way to die... ”
“天啊！你……你看過那些街道嗎？僅僅是街道，就有上千條！你下去該怎麼辦？你怎麼選擇其中一條來走？怎麼選擇“屬於你自己的”一個女人，一棟房子，一塊地，或者選擇一道風景欣賞，選擇一種方法死去。 ”
“All that world is weighing down on me, you don't even know where it comes to an end, and aren't you ever just scared of breaking apart at the thought of it? The enormity of living it? ”
“那個世界好重，壓在我身上。你甚至不知道它在哪裏結束，你難道從來不爲自己生活在無窮選擇裏而害怕得快崩潰掉嗎？”
“I was born on this ship, and the world passed me by, but two thousand people at a time. And there were wishes here,
but never more than fit between prow and stern. You played out your happiness, but on a piano that was not infinite. I
learned to live that way. ”
“我是在這艘船上出生的，整個世界跟我並肩而行，但是，行走一次只攜帶兩千人。這裏也有慾望，但不會虛妄到超出船頭和船尾。你用鋼琴表達你的快樂，但音符不是無限的。我已經習慣這麼生活。”
“Land? Land is a ship too big for me. It's a woman too beautiful; it's a voyage too long, a perfume too strong. It's a music I don't know how to make. I could never get off this ship. At best, I can step off my life. After all, I don't exist for anyone.
You're an exception, Max, you're the only one who knows I'm here. You're a minority, and you better get used to it.
Forgive me, my friend, but I'm not getting off.”
“陸地？陸地對我來說是一艘太大的船，一個太漂亮的女人，一段太長的旅行，一瓶太刺鼻的香水，一種我不會創作的音樂。我永遠無法放棄這艘船，不過幸好，我可以放棄我的生命。反正沒人記得我存在過，而你是例外，max，你是唯一一個知道我在這裏的人。你是唯一一個，而且你最好習慣如此。原諒我，朋友，我不會下船的。”
我可以在有限的鋼琴鍵中創造出無限的旋律，但我無法在無限的城市中，無盡的街道間找到屬於我的空間。
這是個祕密，祕密是不應該被公開的
令我恐懼的不是我所見，而是我所未見。
篇四：《海上鋼琴師》經典臺詞
“陸上的人喜歡尋根問底，虛度了大好光陰。冬天憂慮夏天的姍姍來遲，夏天則擔心冬天的將至。所以他們不停四處遊走，追求一個遙不可及、四季如夏的地方—我並不羨慕。” Why why why why why... I think land people waste a lot of time wondering why. Winter comes they can't wait for summer; summer comes they're living dread of winter. That's why you're never tired of travelling, with chasing some place far away, where there's always summer. That doesn't sound like a good bet to me.
“所有那些城市，你就是無法看見盡頭。盡頭？拜託！拜託你給我看它的盡頭在哪？當時，站在舷梯向外看還好。我那時穿着大衣，感覺也很棒，覺得自己前途無量，然後我就要下船去。放心！完全沒問題！可是，阻止了我的腳步的，並不是我所看見的東西，而是我所無法看見的那些東西。你明白麼？我看不見的那些。在那個無限蔓延的城市裏，什麼東西都有，可惟獨沒有盡頭。根本就沒有盡頭。我看不見的是這一切的盡頭，世界的盡頭。”
“All that city. You just couldn't see the end to it. The end? Please? You please just show me where it ends? It was all very fine on that gangway. And I was grand too, in my overcoat. I cut quite a figure. And I was getting off. Guaranteed. There was no problem. It wasn't what I saw that stopped me, Max. It was what I didn't see. You understand that? What I didn't see. In all that sprawling city there was everything except an end. There was no end. What I did not see was where the whole thing came to an end. The end of the world... ”
“鍵盤有始有終，你確切知道 88 個鍵就在那兒，錯不了。它並不是無限的，而音樂，纔是無限的。你能在鍵盤上表現的音樂是無限的，我喜歡這樣，我能輕鬆應對 ! ”
“Take a piano. The keys begin, the keys end. You know there are eightyeight of them, nobody can tell you any different. They are not infinite. You are infinite. And on these keys the music that you can make is infinite. I like that. That I can live by. ”
“你把我推到舷梯上然後扔給我一架有百萬琴鍵的鋼琴，百萬千萬的沒有盡頭的琴鍵，那是事實，max，它們沒有盡頭。那鍵盤是無限延伸的。然而如果琴鍵是無限的，那麼在那架琴上就沒有你能 電影截圖
電影截圖(19張)彈奏的音樂，你坐錯了地方，那是上帝的鋼琴。You get me up on that gangway and you're rolling out in front of me a keyboard of millions of keys, millions and billions of keys that never end, and that's the truth, Max. That they never end. That keyboard is infinite. And if that keyboard is infinite, then on that keyboard there is no music you can play. You're sitting on the wrong bench. That's God's piano. ”
“天啊！你??你看過那些街道嗎？僅僅是街道，就有上千條！你下去該怎麼辦？你怎麼選擇其中一條來走？怎麼選擇“屬於你自己的”一個女人，一棟房子，一塊地，或者選擇一道風景欣賞，選擇一種方法死去。 ”
“Christ! Did, did you see the streets? Just the streets? There were thousands of them! And how do you do it down there？How do you choose just one? One woman, one house, one piece of land to call your own, one landscape to look at, one way to die... ”
“那個世界好重，壓在我身上。你甚至不知道它在哪裏結束，你難道從來不爲自己生活在無窮選擇裏而害怕得快崩潰掉嗎？”
“All that world is weighing down on me, you don't even know where it comes to an end, and aren't you ever just scared of breaking apart at the thought of it? The enormity of living it? ”
“我是在這艘船上出生的，整個世界跟我並肩而行，但是，行走一次只攜帶兩千人。這裏也有慾望，但不會虛妄到超出船頭和船尾。你用鋼琴表達你的快樂，但音符不是無限的。我已經習慣這麼生活。”
“I was born on this ship, and the world passed me by, but two thousand people at a time. And there were wishes here,but never more than fit between prow and stern. You played out your happiness, but on a piano that was not infinite. I learned to live that way. ”
“陸地？陸地對我來說是一艘太大的船，一個太漂亮的女人，。旅程太長，香水太濃，一種我不會創作的音樂。我永遠無法放棄這艘船，不過幸好，我可以放棄我的生命。反正沒人記得我存在過，而你是例外，max，你是唯一一個知道我在這裏的人。你是唯一一個，而且你最好習慣如此。原諒我，朋友，我不會下船的。”
“Land? Land is a ship too big for me. It's a woman too beautiful; it's a voyage too long, a perfume too strong. It's a music I don't know how to make. I could never get off this ship. At best, I can step off my life. After all, I don't exist for anyone. You're an exception, Max, you're the only one who knows I'm here. You're a minority, and you better get used to it. Forgive me, my friend, but I'm not getting off.”
篇五：海上鋼琴師-經典臺詞
“陸上的人喜歡尋根究底，虛度很多的光陰。冬天憂慮夏天的遲來，夏天擔心冬天的將至。所以你們不停到處去追求一個遙不可及、四季如夏的地方—我並不羨慕。”
Why why why why why... I think land people waste a lot of time wondering why. Winter comes they can't wait for summer; summer comes they're living drilled of winter. That's why you're never tired of travelling, with chasing some place far away, where there's always summer. That doesn't sound like a good bet to me.
“城市那麼大，看不到盡頭。在哪裏 ? 我能看到嗎 ? 就連街道都已經數不清了，找一個女人，蓋一間房子，買一塊地，開闢一道風景，然後一起走向死路。太多的選擇，太複雜的判斷了，難道你不怕精神崩潰嗎 ? 陸地，太大了，他像一艘大船，一個女人，一條長長的航線，我寧可捨棄自己的生命，也不願意在一個找不到盡頭的世界生活，反正，這個世界現在也沒有人知道我。我之所以走到一半停下來，不是因爲我所能見，而是我所不能見。”
“鍵盤有始有終，你確切知道 88 個鍵就在那兒，錯不了。它並不是無限的，而音樂，纔是無限的。你能在鍵盤上表現的音樂是無限的，我喜歡這樣，我能輕鬆應對，而你現在讓我走過跳板，走到城市裏，等着我的是一個沒有盡頭的鍵盤，我又怎能在這樣的鍵盤上彈奏呢 ? 那是上帝的鍵盤啊 ! ”
“All that city. You just couldn't see the end to it. The end? Please? You please just show me where it ends? It was all very
fine on that gangway. And I was grand too, in my overcoat. I cut quite a figure. And I was getting off. Guaranteed. There
was no problem. It wasn't what I saw that stopped me, Max. It was what I didn't see. You understand that? What I didn't
see. In all that sprawling city there was everything except an end. There was no end. What I did not see was where the
whole thing came to an end. The end of the world... ”
“所有那些城市，你就是無法看見盡頭。盡頭？拜託！拜託你給我看它的盡頭在哪？當時，站在舷梯向外看還好。我那時穿着大衣，感覺也很棒，覺得自己前途無量，然後我就要下船去。放心！完全沒問題！可是，阻止了我的腳步的，並不是我所看見的東西，而是我所無法看見的那些東西。你明白麼？我看不見的那些。在那個無限蔓延的城市裏，什麼東西都有，可惟獨沒有盡頭。根本就沒有盡頭。我看不見的是這一切的盡頭，世界的盡頭。”
“Take a piano. The keys begin, the keys end. You know there are eightyeight of them, nobody can tell you any different.
They are not infinite. You are infinite. And on these keys the music that you can make is infinite. I like that. That I can
live by. ”
“拿一部鋼琴來說，從琴鍵開始，又結束。你知道鋼琴只有88個鍵，隨便什麼琴都沒差。它們不是無限的。你纔是無限的，在琴鍵上製作出的音樂是無限的。我喜歡這樣，我活的慣。”
“You get me up on that gangway and you're rolling out in front of me a keyboard of millions of keys, millions and billions
of keys that never end, and that's the truth, Max. That they never end. That keyboard is infinite. And if that keyboard is
infinite, then on that keyboard there is no music you can play. You're sitting on the wrong bench. That's God's piano. ”
“你把我推到舷梯上然後扔給我一架有百萬琴鍵的鋼琴，百萬千萬的沒有盡頭的琴鍵，那是事實，max，它們沒有盡頭。那鍵盤是無限延伸的。然而如果琴鍵是無限的，那麼在那架琴上就沒有你能彈奏的音樂，你坐錯了地方，那是上帝的鋼琴。”
“Christ! Did, did you see the streets? Just the streets… There were thousands of them! And how do you do it down there？
How do you choose just one? One woman, one house, one piece of land to call your own, one landscape to look at, one
way to die... ”
“天啊！你……你看過那些街道嗎？僅僅是街道，就有上千條！你下去該怎麼辦？你怎麼選擇其中一條來走？怎麼選擇“屬於你自己的”一個女人，一棟房子，一塊地，或者選擇一道風景欣賞，選擇一種方法死去。 ”
“All that world is weighing down on me, you don't even know where it comes to an end, and aren't you ever just scared of breaking apart at the thought of it? The enormity of living it? ”
“那個世界好重，壓在我身上。你甚至不知道它在哪裏結束，你難道從來不爲自己生活在無窮選擇裏而害怕得快崩潰掉嗎？”
“I was born on this ship, and the world passed me by, but two thousand people at a time. And there were wishes here,
but never more than fit between prow and stern. You played out your happiness, but on a piano that was not infinite. I
learned to live that way. ”
“我是在這艘船上出生的，整個世界跟我並肩而行，但是，行走一次只攜帶兩千人。這裏也有慾望，但不會虛妄到超出船頭和船尾。你用鋼琴表達你的快樂，但音符不是無限的。我已經習慣這麼生活。”
“Land? Land is a ship too big for me. It's a woman too beautiful; it's a voyage too long, a perfume too strong. It's a music I don't know how to make. I could never get off this ship. At best, I can step off my life. After all, I don't exist for anyone.
You're an exception, Max, you're the only one who knows I'm here. You're a minority, and you better get used to it.
Forgive me, my friend, but I'm not getting off.”
“陸地？陸地對我來說是一艘太大的船，一個太漂亮的女人，一段太長的旅行，一瓶太刺鼻的香水，一種我不會創作的音樂。我永遠無法放棄這艘船，不過幸好，我可以放棄我的生命。反正沒人記得我存在過，而你是例外，max，你是唯一一
個知道我在這裏的人。你是唯一一個，而且你最好習慣如此。原諒我，朋友，我不會下船的。”
我可以在有限的鋼琴鍵中創造出無限的旋律，但我無法在無限的城市中，無盡的街道間找到屬於我的空間。
這是個祕密，祕密是不應該被公開的
令我恐懼的不是我所見，而是我所未見。
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All that city you just couldn’t see an end to it。
城市那麼大，看不到盡頭。
The end? Please? Can you please just show me where it ends?
盡頭在哪裏？可以給我看看盡頭麼？
Itwas all very final on that gangway and I was grant too in my over coat.I cut quite a figure, and I was getting off, guaranteed. That wasn’tthe problem。
當年，我踏上跳板，不覺得困難。我穿上大衣，很神氣，自覺一表人才，有決心，有把握，有信心。 進來看看
It wasn’t what I saw that stopped me, Max, it was what I didn’t see。 Do you understand that? What I didn’t see。
我停下來，不是因爲所見，是因爲所不見。你明不明白？是因爲看不見的東西。
In all that sprawling city, there was everything except an end. There was no end。
連綿不絕的城市，什麼都有，除了盡頭，沒有盡頭。
What I did not see was where the whole thing came to an end, the end of the world。
我看不見城市的盡頭，我需要看見世界盡頭。
Takea piano, hmm? The keys begin, the keys end. You know there are 88 ofthem. Nobody can tell you different. They are not infinite
拿鋼琴來說，鍵盤有始也有終。有88個鍵，錯不了，並不是無限的。
You are infinite. And on those keys, the music that you can make is infinite。
音樂是無限的。在琴鍵上，奏出無限的音樂
I like that. That I can live by。
我喜歡那樣，我應付得來。
Youget me up on that gangway and you rill out in front of me a keyboard ofmillions of keys, Millions and billions of keys that never end。
走過跳板，前面的鍵盤有無數的琴鍵。
That’s the truth, Max, they never end. That keyboard is infinite。
事實如此，無窮無盡，鍵盤無限大。
And if that keyboard is infinite, then on that keyboard there is no music you can play。
無限大的鍵盤，怎奏得出音樂？
You are sitting on the wrong bench. That’s God’s piano。
不是給凡人奏得，是給上帝奏得。
Christ! Did you see the streets? Just the street-----there were thousands of them。
唉！只是街道，已經好幾千條。
How do you do it down there? How do you choose just one?
上了岸，何去何從？
Onewoman, one house, one piece of land to call your own, one landscape tolook at, one way to die. All that world just weighing down on you. Youdon’t even know where it comes to an end。
愛一個女人，住一間屋子，買一塊地，望一個景，走一條死路。太多選擇，我無所適從，漫無止境，茫茫無際。
Aren’t you ever just scared of breaking apart at the thought of it? The enormity of it。
思前想後，你不怕精神崩潰？那樣的日子怎麼過？
I was born on this ship, and the world passed me by。
我生於船，長與船，世界千變萬化
But 2000 people at a time, and there were wishes here。
這艘船每次只載客兩千，既載人，有載夢想。
But never more than fit between prow and stern。
但範圍離不開船頭與船尾之間。
You played put your happiness, but on a piano that was not infinite! I learned to live that way。
在有限的鋼琴上，我自得其樂，我過慣那樣的日子。
Land?Land is a ship too big for me. It’s a woman too beautiful, it’s avoyage too long, a perfume too strong, it’s music I don’t know how tomake。
陸地？對我來說，陸地是艘太大的船，是位太美的美女。是條太長的航程，是瓶太香的香水，是篇無從彈奏得樂章。
I can never get off this ship. I’m blessed I can step off my life。
我沒法捨棄這艘船，我寧可捨棄自己的生命。
After all, I don’t
exist for anyone。
反正，世間每人記得我。
You are the exception, Max. You are the only one who knows I’m here. You are a minority, and you’d better get used of it。
除了你，Max，只有你知道我在這裏，你屬於少數，你最好習慣一下。
Forgive me, my friend, but I’m not getting off。
朋友，原諒我。我不下船了。
Hey，Max! Imagine the music I could play with two right arms. Hope I can find a piano up there。 兩條右臂能談出什麼音樂？ 希望天堂有鋼琴。
2007-08-02 07:31:32 whichisme (Destiny is enough.)
篇六：海上鋼琴師-經典臺詞
All that city. You just couldn't see the end to it. The end? Please? You please just show me where it ends? It was all very fine on that gangway. And I was grand too, in my overcoat. I cut
quite a figure. And I was getting off. Guaranteed. There was no problem. It wasn't what I saw that stopped me, Max. It was what I didn't see. You understand that? What I didn't see. In all that sprawling city there was everything except an end. There was no end. What I did not see was where the whole thing came to an end. The end of the world...
Take a piano. The keys begin, the keys end. You know there are eightyeight of them, nobody can tell you any different. They are not infinite. You are infinite. And on these keys the music that you can make is infinite. I like that. That I can live by.
You get me up on that gangway and you're rolling out in front of me a keyboard of millions of keys, millions and billions of keys that never end, and that's the truth, Max. That they never end. That keyboard is infinite. And if that keyboard is infinite, then on that keyboard there is no music you can play. You're sitting on the wrong bench. That's God's piano.
Christ! Did, did you see the streets? Just the streets… There were thousands of them! And how do you do it down there? How do you choose just one? One woman, one house, one piece of land to call your own, one landscape to look at, one way to die...
All that world is weighing down on me, you don't even know where it comes to an end, and aren't you ever just scared of breaking apart at the thought of it? The enormity of living it?
I was born on this ship, and the world passed me by, but two thousand people at a time. And there were wishes here, but never more than fit between prow and stern. You played out your happiness, but on a piano that was not infinite. I learned to live that way.
Land? Land is a ship too big for me. It's a woman too beautiful; it's a voyage too long, a perfume too strong. It's a music I don't know how to make. I could never get off this ship. At best, I can
