歌曲 | Silver (The Hunger) |
歌手 | Kris Kristofferson |
专辑 | Who's To Bless And Who's To Blame |
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作词 : Kristofferson | |
Silver was a rounder with a wicked reputation | |
Music was his magic and his madness rolled in one | |
It's said he charmed the fairest hearts of this world's fairest maidens | |
Quick as silver mercury and slippery as a song | |
Winding like a river through a thirsty world of strangers | |
Carving out a legend in a dream-forsaken land | |
Silver took his pleasures just as freely as he gave them | |
'cause hungry eyes weren't quick enough for silver's flashing hands | |
Then once upon escaping from the world of silk and shadows | |
Sudden growin' sicker of the secrets and the shame | |
He stumbled onto something real that beckoned like a candle | |
And never lookin' backwards, he surrendered to the flame | |
Chorus: | |
Because hunger, is the surface, of a darkened pool of sadness | |
Silver pale reflection of a deeper need below | |
Mystery and magic are the holy forms of madness | |
Sacred as the ecstasy that slumbers in your soul | |
Silver moved instinctively within her soft defenses | |
Soon unfolding mysteries he'd never seen before | |
And wakening an ancient need, she slipped inside his senses | |
And silver took it easy as the closing of a door | |
Then soon he touched the secret fears she'd hidden with her sorrows | |
Darker than her raven hair and deeper than her eyes | |
And dared to try to lead her to the sunlight from her shadows | |
Following the line between her laughter and her lies | |
But silver left his magic with the legend he'd abandoned | |
Love had stripped him naked of illusion and it's charms | |
Then one long night her changing mind took kindly to a stranger | |
And morning found her moving in the golden stranger's arms | |
Chorus: | |
Because hunger, is the surface, of a darkened pool of sadness | |
Silver pale reflection of a deeper need below | |
Mystery and magic are the holy forms of madness | |
Sacred as the ecstasy that slumbers in your soul | |
Silver stared in silence at the tangled scene before him | |
Time was burning frozen in the oceans of his eyes | |
And sadly turning backwards to the world that he'd forsaken | |
He donned the shining mantle of deception and disguise | |
Slowly, with the patience born of silent desperation | |
Silver worked his way into the darkness of her mind | |
Weaving through her conscience like a chance she might have taken | |
Sadder than the shadows of the love she'll never find | |
And silver's spell was stronger than the softly smiling stranger | |
Whose star was burning smaller in the naked light of day | |
And silver took her hand again, a wiser man, but sadder | |
Ready for the stranger who would steal her love away | |
Chorus: | |
Because hunger, is the surface, of a darkened pool of sadness | |
Silver pale reflection of a deeper need below | |
Mystery and magic are the holy forms of madness | |
Sworn to free the ecstasy that slumbers in your soul |
zuo ci : Kristofferson | |
Silver was a rounder with a wicked reputation | |
Music was his magic and his madness rolled in one | |
It' s said he charmed the fairest hearts of this world' s fairest maidens | |
Quick as silver mercury and slippery as a song | |
Winding like a river through a thirsty world of strangers | |
Carving out a legend in a dreamforsaken land | |
Silver took his pleasures just as freely as he gave them | |
' cause hungry eyes weren' t quick enough for silver' s flashing hands | |
Then once upon escaping from the world of silk and shadows | |
Sudden growin' sicker of the secrets and the shame | |
He stumbled onto something real that beckoned like a candle | |
And never lookin' backwards, he surrendered to the flame | |
Chorus: | |
Because hunger, is the surface, of a darkened pool of sadness | |
Silver pale reflection of a deeper need below | |
Mystery and magic are the holy forms of madness | |
Sacred as the ecstasy that slumbers in your soul | |
Silver moved instinctively within her soft defenses | |
Soon unfolding mysteries he' d never seen before | |
And wakening an ancient need, she slipped inside his senses | |
And silver took it easy as the closing of a door | |
Then soon he touched the secret fears she' d hidden with her sorrows | |
Darker than her raven hair and deeper than her eyes | |
And dared to try to lead her to the sunlight from her shadows | |
Following the line between her laughter and her lies | |
But silver left his magic with the legend he' d abandoned | |
Love had stripped him naked of illusion and it' s charms | |
Then one long night her changing mind took kindly to a stranger | |
And morning found her moving in the golden stranger' s arms | |
Chorus: | |
Because hunger, is the surface, of a darkened pool of sadness | |
Silver pale reflection of a deeper need below | |
Mystery and magic are the holy forms of madness | |
Sacred as the ecstasy that slumbers in your soul | |
Silver stared in silence at the tangled scene before him | |
Time was burning frozen in the oceans of his eyes | |
And sadly turning backwards to the world that he' d forsaken | |
He donned the shining mantle of deception and disguise | |
Slowly, with the patience born of silent desperation | |
Silver worked his way into the darkness of her mind | |
Weaving through her conscience like a chance she might have taken | |
Sadder than the shadows of the love she' ll never find | |
And silver' s spell was stronger than the softly smiling stranger | |
Whose star was burning smaller in the naked light of day | |
And silver took her hand again, a wiser man, but sadder | |
Ready for the stranger who would steal her love away | |
Chorus: | |
Because hunger, is the surface, of a darkened pool of sadness | |
Silver pale reflection of a deeper need below | |
Mystery and magic are the holy forms of madness | |
Sworn to free the ecstasy that slumbers in your soul |
zuò cí : Kristofferson | |
Silver was a rounder with a wicked reputation | |
Music was his magic and his madness rolled in one | |
It' s said he charmed the fairest hearts of this world' s fairest maidens | |
Quick as silver mercury and slippery as a song | |
Winding like a river through a thirsty world of strangers | |
Carving out a legend in a dreamforsaken land | |
Silver took his pleasures just as freely as he gave them | |
' cause hungry eyes weren' t quick enough for silver' s flashing hands | |
Then once upon escaping from the world of silk and shadows | |
Sudden growin' sicker of the secrets and the shame | |
He stumbled onto something real that beckoned like a candle | |
And never lookin' backwards, he surrendered to the flame | |
Chorus: | |
Because hunger, is the surface, of a darkened pool of sadness | |
Silver pale reflection of a deeper need below | |
Mystery and magic are the holy forms of madness | |
Sacred as the ecstasy that slumbers in your soul | |
Silver moved instinctively within her soft defenses | |
Soon unfolding mysteries he' d never seen before | |
And wakening an ancient need, she slipped inside his senses | |
And silver took it easy as the closing of a door | |
Then soon he touched the secret fears she' d hidden with her sorrows | |
Darker than her raven hair and deeper than her eyes | |
And dared to try to lead her to the sunlight from her shadows | |
Following the line between her laughter and her lies | |
But silver left his magic with the legend he' d abandoned | |
Love had stripped him naked of illusion and it' s charms | |
Then one long night her changing mind took kindly to a stranger | |
And morning found her moving in the golden stranger' s arms | |
Chorus: | |
Because hunger, is the surface, of a darkened pool of sadness | |
Silver pale reflection of a deeper need below | |
Mystery and magic are the holy forms of madness | |
Sacred as the ecstasy that slumbers in your soul | |
Silver stared in silence at the tangled scene before him | |
Time was burning frozen in the oceans of his eyes | |
And sadly turning backwards to the world that he' d forsaken | |
He donned the shining mantle of deception and disguise | |
Slowly, with the patience born of silent desperation | |
Silver worked his way into the darkness of her mind | |
Weaving through her conscience like a chance she might have taken | |
Sadder than the shadows of the love she' ll never find | |
And silver' s spell was stronger than the softly smiling stranger | |
Whose star was burning smaller in the naked light of day | |
And silver took her hand again, a wiser man, but sadder | |
Ready for the stranger who would steal her love away | |
Chorus: | |
Because hunger, is the surface, of a darkened pool of sadness | |
Silver pale reflection of a deeper need below | |
Mystery and magic are the holy forms of madness | |
Sworn to free the ecstasy that slumbers in your soul |