歌曲 | Raglan Road |
歌手 | The Chieftains |
专辑 | Tears Of Stone |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Traditional |
[00:01.816] | On Raglan Road on an Autumn Day, |
[00:10.143] | I saw her first and knew |
[00:21.516] | That her dark hair would weave a snare |
[00:30.655] | That I may one day rue. |
[00:40.403] | I saw the danger,yet I walked |
[00:50.156] | Along the enchanted way |
[00:59.343] | And I said let grief be a falling leaf |
[01:09.496] | At the dawning of the day. |
[01:19.908] | On Grafton Street in November, |
[01:30.165] | We tripped lightly along the ledge |
[01:39.711] | Of a deep ravine where can be seen |
[01:50.198] | The worst of passions pledged. |
[01:59.796] | The Queen of Hearts still baking tarts |
[02:11.372] | And I not making hay, |
[02:21.175] | Well I loved too much;by such and such |
[02:34.73] | Is happiness thrown away. |
[02:46.158] | I gave her the gifts of the mind. |
[02:54.741] | I gave her the secret sign |
[03:03.518] | That's known to all the artists who have |
[03:12.559] | Known true Gods of Sound and Time. |
[03:23.985] | With word and tint I did not stint. |
[03:33.867] | I gave her reams of poems to say |
[03:45.38] | With her own dark hair and her own name there |
[03:59.970] | Like the clouds over fields of May. |
[04:40.640] | On a quiet street where old ghosts meet, |
[04:49.607] | I see her walking now away from me, |
[05:03.558] | So hurriedly.My reason must allow, |
[05:20.170] | For I have wooed,not as I should |
[05:28.900] | A creature made of clay. |
[05:40.420] | When the angel woos the clay,he'll lose |
[05:53.678] | His wings at the dawn of the day. |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Traditional |
[00:01.816] | On Raglan Road on an Autumn Day, |
[00:10.143] | I saw her first and knew |
[00:21.516] | That her dark hair would weave a snare |
[00:30.655] | That I may one day rue. |
[00:40.403] | I saw the danger, yet I walked |
[00:50.156] | Along the enchanted way |
[00:59.343] | And I said let grief be a falling leaf |
[01:09.496] | At the dawning of the day. |
[01:19.908] | On Grafton Street in November, |
[01:30.165] | We tripped lightly along the ledge |
[01:39.711] | Of a deep ravine where can be seen |
[01:50.198] | The worst of passions pledged. |
[01:59.796] | The Queen of Hearts still baking tarts |
[02:11.372] | And I not making hay, |
[02:21.175] | Well I loved too much by such and such |
[02:34.73] | Is happiness thrown away. |
[02:46.158] | I gave her the gifts of the mind. |
[02:54.741] | I gave her the secret sign |
[03:03.518] | That' s known to all the artists who have |
[03:12.559] | Known true Gods of Sound and Time. |
[03:23.985] | With word and tint I did not stint. |
[03:33.867] | I gave her reams of poems to say |
[03:45.38] | With her own dark hair and her own name there |
[03:59.970] | Like the clouds over fields of May. |
[04:40.640] | On a quiet street where old ghosts meet, |
[04:49.607] | I see her walking now away from me, |
[05:03.558] | So hurriedly. My reason must allow, |
[05:20.170] | For I have wooed, not as I should |
[05:28.900] | A creature made of clay. |
[05:40.420] | When the angel woos the clay, he' ll lose |
[05:53.678] | His wings at the dawn of the day. |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Traditional |
[00:01.816] | On Raglan Road on an Autumn Day, |
[00:10.143] | I saw her first and knew |
[00:21.516] | That her dark hair would weave a snare |
[00:30.655] | That I may one day rue. |
[00:40.403] | I saw the danger, yet I walked |
[00:50.156] | Along the enchanted way |
[00:59.343] | And I said let grief be a falling leaf |
[01:09.496] | At the dawning of the day. |
[01:19.908] | On Grafton Street in November, |
[01:30.165] | We tripped lightly along the ledge |
[01:39.711] | Of a deep ravine where can be seen |
[01:50.198] | The worst of passions pledged. |
[01:59.796] | The Queen of Hearts still baking tarts |
[02:11.372] | And I not making hay, |
[02:21.175] | Well I loved too much by such and such |
[02:34.73] | Is happiness thrown away. |
[02:46.158] | I gave her the gifts of the mind. |
[02:54.741] | I gave her the secret sign |
[03:03.518] | That' s known to all the artists who have |
[03:12.559] | Known true Gods of Sound and Time. |
[03:23.985] | With word and tint I did not stint. |
[03:33.867] | I gave her reams of poems to say |
[03:45.38] | With her own dark hair and her own name there |
[03:59.970] | Like the clouds over fields of May. |
[04:40.640] | On a quiet street where old ghosts meet, |
[04:49.607] | I see her walking now away from me, |
[05:03.558] | So hurriedly. My reason must allow, |
[05:20.170] | For I have wooed, not as I should |
[05:28.900] | A creature made of clay. |
[05:40.420] | When the angel woos the clay, he' ll lose |
[05:53.678] | His wings at the dawn of the day. |
[00:01.816] | 秋日的拉格伦路 |
[00:10.143] | 第一次与她相遇 |
[00:21.516] | 她秀发乌黑顺柔美丽 |
[00:30.655] | 我一见倾心为之入迷 |
[00:40.403] | 明知危险,却没停下脚步 |
[00:50.156] | 在这条醉人的道路上前行 |
[00:59.343] | 我说悲伤便是这 |
[01:09.496] | 黎明的落叶 |
[01:19.908] | 十一月的格拉夫顿街 |
[01:30.165] | 我们在山涧边轻松漫步 |
[01:39.711] | 那个被公认能看见 |
[01:50.198] | 最疯狂的情感的地方 |
[01:59.796] | 红心皇后还在烘焙蛋挞 |
[02:11.372] | 我还没有行动半分 |
[02:21.175] | 我爱得炽热,如此这般 |
[02:34.73] | 像是快乐被抛掷一旁 |
[02:46.158] | 给她我用心准备的礼物 |
[02:54.741] | 诉说我内心那秘密之处 |
[03:03.518] | 世人皆知 |
[03:12.559] | 艺术家知晓真实的声时之神 |
[03:23.985] | 所以我不吝话语色彩 |
[03:33.867] | 诗篇情话,画卷生花 |
[03:45.38] | 她乌黑的秀发,她动人的芳名 |
[03:59.970] | 正如五月田野浮云 |
[04:40.640] | 在一条鬼神相会的宁静街道 |
[04:49.607] | 我看见她正离我越来越远 |
[05:03.558] | 我匆忙,理智无法阻挡 |
[05:20.170] | 我必须去追求她 |
[05:28.900] | 或是制作她的陶像 |
[05:40.420] | 在黎明祈求天使的恩赐 |
[05:53.678] | 我的皮格马利翁少女 |