歌曲 | The way through the woods (long version) |
歌手 | Pet Shop Boys |
专辑 | Winner |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Tennant, Lowe | |
作词 : Rudyard Kipling | |
They shut the road through the woods | |
Seventy years ago. | |
Weather and rain have undone it again, | |
And now you would never know | |
There was once a road through the woods | |
Before they planted the trees. | |
It is underneath the coppice and heath, | |
And the thin anemones. | |
Only the keeper sees | |
That, where the ring-dove broods, | |
And the badgers roll at ease, | |
There was once a road through the woods. | |
Yet, if you enter the woods | |
Of a summer evening late, | |
When the night-air cools | |
on the trout-ringed pools | |
Where the otter whistles his mate, | |
(They fear not men in the woods, | |
Because they see so few.) | |
You will hear the beat of a horse's feet, | |
And the swish of a skirt in the dew, | |
Steadily cantering through | |
The misty solitudes, | |
As though they perfectly knew | |
The old lost road through the woods. | |
But there is no road through the woods |
zuo qu : Tennant, Lowe | |
zuo ci : Rudyard Kipling | |
They shut the road through the woods | |
Seventy years ago. | |
Weather and rain have undone it again, | |
And now you would never know | |
There was once a road through the woods | |
Before they planted the trees. | |
It is underneath the coppice and heath, | |
And the thin anemones. | |
Only the keeper sees | |
That, where the ringdove broods, | |
And the badgers roll at ease, | |
There was once a road through the woods. | |
Yet, if you enter the woods | |
Of a summer evening late, | |
When the nightair cools | |
on the troutringed pools | |
Where the otter whistles his mate, | |
They fear not men in the woods, | |
Because they see so few. | |
You will hear the beat of a horse' s feet, | |
And the swish of a skirt in the dew, | |
Steadily cantering through | |
The misty solitudes, | |
As though they perfectly knew | |
The old lost road through the woods. | |
But there is no road through the woods |
zuò qǔ : Tennant, Lowe | |
zuò cí : Rudyard Kipling | |
They shut the road through the woods | |
Seventy years ago. | |
Weather and rain have undone it again, | |
And now you would never know | |
There was once a road through the woods | |
Before they planted the trees. | |
It is underneath the coppice and heath, | |
And the thin anemones. | |
Only the keeper sees | |
That, where the ringdove broods, | |
And the badgers roll at ease, | |
There was once a road through the woods. | |
Yet, if you enter the woods | |
Of a summer evening late, | |
When the nightair cools | |
on the troutringed pools | |
Where the otter whistles his mate, | |
They fear not men in the woods, | |
Because they see so few. | |
You will hear the beat of a horse' s feet, | |
And the swish of a skirt in the dew, | |
Steadily cantering through | |
The misty solitudes, | |
As though they perfectly knew | |
The old lost road through the woods. | |
But there is no road through the woods |