歌曲 | Love Minus Zero-No Limit |
歌手 | Eliza Gilkyson |
专辑 | A Nod To Bob |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.000] | 作曲 : Bob Dylan |
[00:09.40] | My love, he speaks like silence |
[00:13.45] | Without ideals or violence |
[00:17.57] | He doesn't have to say he's faithful |
[00:21.90] | Yet he's true, like ice, like fire |
[00:25.68] | People carry roses |
[00:29.64] | And make promises by the hours |
[00:33.90] | My love, he laughs like the flowers |
[00:37.97] | Valentines can't buy him |
[00:44.47] | In the dime stores and bus stations |
[00:49.40] | People talk of situations |
[00:52.95] | Read books, repeat quotations |
[00:56.88] | Draw conclusions on the wall |
[01:01.52] | Don't speak of the future “ |
[01:05.80] | My love, he speaks softly |
[01:10.40] | He knows there's no success like failure |
[01:13.77] | And that failure's no success at all |
[01:20.70] | The cloak and dagger dangles |
[01:24.52] | Madams light the candles |
[01:28.66] | In ceremonies of the horsemen |
[01:32.72] | Even the pawn must hold a grudge |
[01:37.18] | Statues made of match sticks |
[01:41.50] | Crumble into one another |
[01:44.95] | My love winks, he does not bother |
[01:49.44] | He knows too much to argue or to judge |
[02:30.88] | The bridge at midnight trembles |
[02:35.00] | The country doctor rambles |
[02:39.25] | Bankers' nieces seek perfection |
[02:43.28] | Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring |
[02:49.66] | The wind howls like a hammer |
[02:53.88] | The night blows rainy |
[02:57.72] | My love, he's like some raven |
[03:01.33] | At my window with a broken wing |
[00:00.000] | zuo qu : Bob Dylan |
[00:09.40] | My love, he speaks like silence |
[00:13.45] | Without ideals or violence |
[00:17.57] | He doesn' t have to say he' s faithful |
[00:21.90] | Yet he' s true, like ice, like fire |
[00:25.68] | People carry roses |
[00:29.64] | And make promises by the hours |
[00:33.90] | My love, he laughs like the flowers |
[00:37.97] | Valentines can' t buy him |
[00:44.47] | In the dime stores and bus stations |
[00:49.40] | People talk of situations |
[00:52.95] | Read books, repeat quotations |
[00:56.88] | Draw conclusions on the wall |
[01:01.52] | Don' t speak of the future " |
[01:05.80] | My love, he speaks softly |
[01:10.40] | He knows there' s no success like failure |
[01:13.77] | And that failure' s no success at all |
[01:20.70] | The cloak and dagger dangles |
[01:24.52] | Madams light the candles |
[01:28.66] | In ceremonies of the horsemen |
[01:32.72] | Even the pawn must hold a grudge |
[01:37.18] | Statues made of match sticks |
[01:41.50] | Crumble into one another |
[01:44.95] | My love winks, he does not bother |
[01:49.44] | He knows too much to argue or to judge |
[02:30.88] | The bridge at midnight trembles |
[02:35.00] | The country doctor rambles |
[02:39.25] | Bankers' nieces seek perfection |
[02:43.28] | Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring |
[02:49.66] | The wind howls like a hammer |
[02:53.88] | The night blows rainy |
[02:57.72] | My love, he' s like some raven |
[03:01.33] | At my window with a broken wing |
[00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Bob Dylan |
[00:09.40] | My love, he speaks like silence |
[00:13.45] | Without ideals or violence |
[00:17.57] | He doesn' t have to say he' s faithful |
[00:21.90] | Yet he' s true, like ice, like fire |
[00:25.68] | People carry roses |
[00:29.64] | And make promises by the hours |
[00:33.90] | My love, he laughs like the flowers |
[00:37.97] | Valentines can' t buy him |
[00:44.47] | In the dime stores and bus stations |
[00:49.40] | People talk of situations |
[00:52.95] | Read books, repeat quotations |
[00:56.88] | Draw conclusions on the wall |
[01:01.52] | Don' t speak of the future " |
[01:05.80] | My love, he speaks softly |
[01:10.40] | He knows there' s no success like failure |
[01:13.77] | And that failure' s no success at all |
[01:20.70] | The cloak and dagger dangles |
[01:24.52] | Madams light the candles |
[01:28.66] | In ceremonies of the horsemen |
[01:32.72] | Even the pawn must hold a grudge |
[01:37.18] | Statues made of match sticks |
[01:41.50] | Crumble into one another |
[01:44.95] | My love winks, he does not bother |
[01:49.44] | He knows too much to argue or to judge |
[02:30.88] | The bridge at midnight trembles |
[02:35.00] | The country doctor rambles |
[02:39.25] | Bankers' nieces seek perfection |
[02:43.28] | Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring |
[02:49.66] | The wind howls like a hammer |
[02:53.88] | The night blows rainy |
[02:57.72] | My love, he' s like some raven |
[03:01.33] | At my window with a broken wing |
[00:09.40] | 我的爱人,他说话又似缄默, |
[00:13.45] | 不奢谈理想也不恶语中伤。 |
[00:17.57] | 他不说同我至死不渝。 |
[00:21.90] | 然而,他像冰,像火一样真实。 |
[00:25.68] | 人们手捧玫瑰。 |
[00:29.64] | 以年华许誓。 |
[00:33.90] | 我的爱人,他笑若繁花。 |
[00:37.97] | 情人节礼物可无法打动他。 |
[00:44.47] | 在杂货店和公交车站, |
[00:49.40] | 人们谈论局势, |
[00:52.95] | 阅读着书籍,重复着引用, |
[00:56.88] | 把结论涂到墙上。 |
[01:01.52] | 不要空谈我们的未来了” |
[01:05.80] | 我的爱人,他温柔地说道。 |
[01:10.40] | 他知道没有成功就是失败, |
[01:13.77] | 失败也根本算不得成功。 |
[01:20.70] | 斗篷和短剑在晃动。 |
[01:24.52] | 女士们点起蜡烛。 |
[01:28.66] | 在骑手们的典礼上, |
[01:32.72] | 即便那无名小卒也必定心有怀恨。 |
[01:37.18] | 火柴杆做成的塑像, |
[01:41.50] | 彼此相抵碎裂在一起。 |
[01:44.95] | 我的爱人,他视若无睹,他不为所扰。 |
[01:49.44] | 他经历太多,不知从何争论或评判。 |
[02:30.88] | 那座桥在午夜颤颤巍巍。 |
[02:35.00] | 那乡野医生四处游荡。 |
[02:39.25] | 银行家的侄女们追求完美, |
[02:43.28] | 期待着精明之人带来的所有礼物。 |
[02:49.66] | 大风嚎叫,如同挥舞着一把锤子。 |
[02:53.88] | 夜风裹夹着雨水。 |
[02:57.72] | 我的爱,他像是一只乌鸦, |
[03:01.33] | 带着它折断的翅膀降临在我的窗口。 |