1970s was a rebelling decade for me. I learned to appreciate the breadth and depth of English shows and was in the mood of challenging our tradition then. Fiddler on the Roof (屋顶的小提琴手）was one of my favourite shows.
In the film, Tevye said, "A fiddler on the roof. Sounds crazy, no? But here, in our little village of Anatevka, you might say every one of us is a fiddler on the roof trying to scratch out a pleasant, simple tune without breaking his neck. It isn't easy. You may ask 'Why do we stay up there if it's so dangerous?' Well, we stay because Anatevka is our home. And how do we keep our balance? That I can tell you in one word: tradition! "
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nLLEBAQLZ3Q
Is this the little girl I carried?
Is this the little boy at play?
I don't remember growing older
When did they?
When did she get to be a beauty?
When did he grow to be so tall?
Wasn't it yesterdayWhen they were small?
Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly flow the days
Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers
Blossoming even as we gaze
Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly fly the years
One season following another
Laden with happiness and tears
How can I help to ease their way?
Now they must learn from one another
They look so natural together
Just like two newlyweds should be
Is there a canopy in store for me?
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly fly the years
One season following another
Laden with happiness and tears
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