| 歌曲 | Salad Days (Are Here Again) |
| 歌手 | Procol Harum |
| 专辑 | A Whiter Shade of Pale |
| 作词 : Brooker, Reid | |
| (Brooker / Reid) | |
| You come to me at midnight and say, ' | |
| It's dark in here.' | |
| You know you robbed me of my sight, and light is what | |
| I fear I tell you that | |
| I can not see but you persist in showing me those bangles that | |
| I paid for long ago | |
| And though my face is smiling | |
| I'm really feeling low and though you say you're with me | |
| I know that it's not so | |
| Your skin crawls up an octave, your teeth have lost their gleam | |
| The peaches snuggle closer down into the clotted cream and for some unknown reason my watch begins to chime and though | |
| I beg and plead with you, you tell me it's not time | |
| And though my face is smiling | |
| I'm really feeling low and though you say you're with me | |
| I know that it's not so | |
| The sun seeps through the window to see if we're still dead to try to throw some light upon the gloom around our bed | |
| At quarter past the doorbell rings, the water faucet drips and sings and still my reason will not rhyme, and still you tell me it's not time | |
| And though my face is smiling | |
| I'm really feeling low and though you say you're with me | |
| I know that it's not so | |
| You really know that it's not so |
| zuò cí : Brooker, Reid | |
| Brooker Reid | |
| You come to me at midnight and say, ' | |
| It' s dark in here.' | |
| You know you robbed me of my sight, and light is what | |
| I fear I tell you that | |
| I can not see but you persist in showing me those bangles that | |
| I paid for long ago | |
| And though my face is smiling | |
| I' m really feeling low and though you say you' re with me | |
| I know that it' s not so | |
| Your skin crawls up an octave, your teeth have lost their gleam | |
| The peaches snuggle closer down into the clotted cream and for some unknown reason my watch begins to chime and though | |
| I beg and plead with you, you tell me it' s not time | |
| And though my face is smiling | |
| I' m really feeling low and though you say you' re with me | |
| I know that it' s not so | |
| The sun seeps through the window to see if we' re still dead to try to throw some light upon the gloom around our bed | |
| At quarter past the doorbell rings, the water faucet drips and sings and still my reason will not rhyme, and still you tell me it' s not time | |
| And though my face is smiling | |
| I' m really feeling low and though you say you' re with me | |
| I know that it' s not so | |
| You really know that it' s not so |