| 歌曲 | Fortress Around Your Heart - 2011 Remix |
| 歌手 | Sting |
| 专辑 | The Best Of 25 Years |
| 作词 : SUMNER, GORDON(STING) | |
| Under the ruins of a walled city | |
| Crumbling towers in beams of yellow light | |
| No flags of truce, no cries of pity | |
| The siege guns had been pounding all through the night | |
| It took a day to build the city | |
| We walked through its streets in the afternoon | |
| As I returned across the fields I'd known | |
| I recognized the walls that I once laid | |
| I had to stop in my tracks for fear | |
| Of walking on the mines I'd laid | |
| And if I have built this fortress around your heart | |
| Encircled you in trenches and barbed wire | |
| Then let me build a bridge | |
| For I cannot fill the chasm | |
| And let me set the battlements on fire | |
| Then I went off to fight some battle | |
| That I'd invented inside my head | |
| Away so long for years and years | |
| You probably thought or even wished that I was dead | |
| While the armies all are sleeping | |
| Beneath the tattered flag we'd made | |
| I had to stop in my tracks for fear | |
| Of walking on the mines I'd laid | |
| This prison has now become your home | |
| A sentence you seem prepared to pay | |
| It took a day to build the city | |
| We walked through its streets in the afternoon | |
| As I returned across the lands I'd known | |
| I recognized the fields where I'd once played | |
| I had to stop in my tracks for fear | |
| Of walking on the mines I'd laid |
| zuò cí : SUMNER, GORDON STING | |
| Under the ruins of a walled city | |
| Crumbling towers in beams of yellow light | |
| No flags of truce, no cries of pity | |
| The siege guns had been pounding all through the night | |
| It took a day to build the city | |
| We walked through its streets in the afternoon | |
| As I returned across the fields I' d known | |
| I recognized the walls that I once laid | |
| I had to stop in my tracks for fear | |
| Of walking on the mines I' d laid | |
| And if I have built this fortress around your heart | |
| Encircled you in trenches and barbed wire | |
| Then let me build a bridge | |
| For I cannot fill the chasm | |
| And let me set the battlements on fire | |
| Then I went off to fight some battle | |
| That I' d invented inside my head | |
| Away so long for years and years | |
| You probably thought or even wished that I was dead | |
| While the armies all are sleeping | |
| Beneath the tattered flag we' d made | |
| I had to stop in my tracks for fear | |
| Of walking on the mines I' d laid | |
| This prison has now become your home | |
| A sentence you seem prepared to pay | |
| It took a day to build the city | |
| We walked through its streets in the afternoon | |
| As I returned across the lands I' d known | |
| I recognized the fields where I' d once played | |
| I had to stop in my tracks for fear | |
| Of walking on the mines I' d laid |