歌曲 | Whirl Away |
歌手 | Patti Smith |
专辑 | Peace & Noise |
作曲 : Lenny Kaye/Oliver Ray/Patti Smith | |
hello friend I've come a-calling | |
passively stationed | |
active patrol | |
sliding in at high noon like some reluctant sheriff | |
not want to get involved in it all | |
who stands guard for each other | |
why must we guard anything at all | |
anything at all | |
from the earth's four corners the people are calling | |
forming equations but the questions are hard | |
all men are brothers killing each other | |
and mother earth is wringing in wonder | |
who stands guard for each other | |
why must we guard anything at all | |
anything at all | |
whirl away now | |
whirl away now | |
whirl away now | |
whirl away | |
there's a cross on the road | |
there's a great mill turning | |
some seeking answers | |
some born to dancers | |
you can hold on the blade and turn around forever | |
be flung into space into another kind of grace | |
who stands guard for each other | |
why must we guard anything at all | |
anything at all | |
whirl away now | |
whirl away now | |
whirl away now | |
whirl away | |
whirl away now | |
whirl away now | |
whirl away now | |
whirl away | |
some giveth their hand | |
some giveth their land | |
some giveth their life | |
you lay in the fields of grain | |
the staff of life all around you | |
but yet you, you will cut someone down for their possessions | |
some material thing | |
and our children are being blown away like wishes in the wind | |
for the sake of their coat | |
or the colors of their coat | |
or the color of their skin | |
or the name on their shoes | |
and the mother cries Why they taken my son? | |
and the father wonders Are they taking my boy? | |
he extended his hand | |
he gave them his land | |
he gave them his bread | |
he gave them his heart | |
said hello friend | |
hello friend | |
hello friend | |
hello friend. | |
hello friend |
zuò qǔ : Lenny Kaye Oliver Ray Patti Smith | |
hello friend I' ve come acalling | |
passively stationed | |
active patrol | |
sliding in at high noon like some reluctant sheriff | |
not want to get involved in it all | |
who stands guard for each other | |
why must we guard anything at all | |
anything at all | |
from the earth' s four corners the people are calling | |
forming equations but the questions are hard | |
all men are brothers killing each other | |
and mother earth is wringing in wonder | |
who stands guard for each other | |
why must we guard anything at all | |
anything at all | |
whirl away now | |
whirl away now | |
whirl away now | |
whirl away | |
there' s a cross on the road | |
there' s a great mill turning | |
some seeking answers | |
some born to dancers | |
you can hold on the blade and turn around forever | |
be flung into space into another kind of grace | |
who stands guard for each other | |
why must we guard anything at all | |
anything at all | |
whirl away now | |
whirl away now | |
whirl away now | |
whirl away | |
whirl away now | |
whirl away now | |
whirl away now | |
whirl away | |
some giveth their hand | |
some giveth their land | |
some giveth their life | |
you lay in the fields of grain | |
the staff of life all around you | |
but yet you, you will cut someone down for their possessions | |
some material thing | |
and our children are being blown away like wishes in the wind | |
for the sake of their coat | |
or the colors of their coat | |
or the color of their skin | |
or the name on their shoes | |
and the mother cries Why they taken my son? | |
and the father wonders Are they taking my boy? | |
he extended his hand | |
he gave them his land | |
he gave them his bread | |
he gave them his heart | |
said hello friend | |
hello friend | |
hello friend | |
hello friend. | |
hello friend |