歌曲 | The Living Years |
歌手 | Mike&the Mechanics |
专辑 | The Living Years |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Every generation | |
Blames the one before | |
And all of their frustrations | |
Come beating on your door | |
I know that i'm a prisoner | |
To all my father held so dear | |
I know that i'm a hostage | |
To all his hopes and fears | |
I just wish i could have told him in the living years | |
Crumpled bits of paper | |
Filled with imperfect thought | |
Stilted conversations | |
I'm afraid that's all we've got | |
You say you just don't see it | |
He says it's perfect sense | |
You just can't get agreement | |
In this present tense | |
We all talk a different language | |
Talking in defence | |
Say it loud, say it clear | |
You can listen as well as you hear | |
It's too late when we die | |
To admit we don't see eye to eye | |
So we open up a quarrel | |
Between the present and the past | |
We only sacrifice the future | |
It's the bitterness that lasts | |
So don't yield to the fortunes | |
You sometimes see as fate | |
It may have a new perspective | |
On a different day | |
And if you don't give up, and don't give in | |
You may just be o.k. | |
Say it loud, say it clear | |
You can listen as well as you hear | |
It's too late when we die | |
To admit we don't see eye to eye | |
I wasn't there that morning | |
When my father passed away | |
I didn't get to tell him | |
All the things i had to say | |
I think i caught his spirit | |
Later that same year | |
I'm sure i heard his echo | |
In my baby's new born tears | |
I just wish i could have told him in the living years | |
Say it loud, say it clear | |
You can listen as well as you hear | |
It's too late when we die | |
To admit we don't see eye to eye |
Every generation | |
Blames the one before | |
And all of their frustrations | |
Come beating on your door | |
I know that i' m a prisoner | |
To all my father held so dear | |
I know that i' m a hostage | |
To all his hopes and fears | |
I just wish i could have told him in the living years | |
Crumpled bits of paper | |
Filled with imperfect thought | |
Stilted conversations | |
I' m afraid that' s all we' ve got | |
You say you just don' t see it | |
He says it' s perfect sense | |
You just can' t get agreement | |
In this present tense | |
We all talk a different language | |
Talking in defence | |
Say it loud, say it clear | |
You can listen as well as you hear | |
It' s too late when we die | |
To admit we don' t see eye to eye | |
So we open up a quarrel | |
Between the present and the past | |
We only sacrifice the future | |
It' s the bitterness that lasts | |
So don' t yield to the fortunes | |
You sometimes see as fate | |
It may have a new perspective | |
On a different day | |
And if you don' t give up, and don' t give in | |
You may just be o. k. | |
Say it loud, say it clear | |
You can listen as well as you hear | |
It' s too late when we die | |
To admit we don' t see eye to eye | |
I wasn' t there that morning | |
When my father passed away | |
I didn' t get to tell him | |
All the things i had to say | |
I think i caught his spirit | |
Later that same year | |
I' m sure i heard his echo | |
In my baby' s new born tears | |
I just wish i could have told him in the living years | |
Say it loud, say it clear | |
You can listen as well as you hear | |
It' s too late when we die | |
To admit we don' t see eye to eye |
Every generation | |
Blames the one before | |
And all of their frustrations | |
Come beating on your door | |
I know that i' m a prisoner | |
To all my father held so dear | |
I know that i' m a hostage | |
To all his hopes and fears | |
I just wish i could have told him in the living years | |
Crumpled bits of paper | |
Filled with imperfect thought | |
Stilted conversations | |
I' m afraid that' s all we' ve got | |
You say you just don' t see it | |
He says it' s perfect sense | |
You just can' t get agreement | |
In this present tense | |
We all talk a different language | |
Talking in defence | |
Say it loud, say it clear | |
You can listen as well as you hear | |
It' s too late when we die | |
To admit we don' t see eye to eye | |
So we open up a quarrel | |
Between the present and the past | |
We only sacrifice the future | |
It' s the bitterness that lasts | |
So don' t yield to the fortunes | |
You sometimes see as fate | |
It may have a new perspective | |
On a different day | |
And if you don' t give up, and don' t give in | |
You may just be o. k. | |
Say it loud, say it clear | |
You can listen as well as you hear | |
It' s too late when we die | |
To admit we don' t see eye to eye | |
I wasn' t there that morning | |
When my father passed away | |
I didn' t get to tell him | |
All the things i had to say | |
I think i caught his spirit | |
Later that same year | |
I' m sure i heard his echo | |
In my baby' s new born tears | |
I just wish i could have told him in the living years | |
Say it loud, say it clear | |
You can listen as well as you hear | |
It' s too late when we die | |
To admit we don' t see eye to eye |
[00:29.93] | 每一代人 |
[00:34.68] | 都将过错归咎于上一代 |
[00:39.53] | 而他们的那些懊恼 |
[00:44.35] | 轻叩着你的门 |
[00:49.42] | 我知道我是个囚徒 |
[00:51.23] | 被我父亲所珍视之物囚禁 |
[00:54.26] | 我知道我是个人质 |
[00:56.00] | 被我父亲的希望和恐惧劫持 |
[00:58.68] | 我只希望我本能在他的风烛残年告诉他 |
[01:09.01] | 那些褶皱的纸张 |
[01:13.76] | 写满了不完美的想法 |
[01:18.52] | 不自然的交谈 |
[01:23.15] | 恐怕是我们的仅存 |
[01:28.52] | 你说道 你就是无法看透 |
[01:30.94] | 他说那是一种完美的感觉 |
[01:33.43] | 你不能苟同 |
[01:35.89] | 毕竟已然如今 |
[01:38.09] | 我们用不同的语言交流 |
[01:41.01] | 卸不去防备之心 |
[01:46.92] | 大声地说出来 清楚地说出来 |
[01:56.78] | 你可以用心体会那些话语 |
[02:06.64] | 待我们死去 那便为时已晚 |
[02:16.36] | 去承认我们从未四目相对 |
[02:26.73] | 于是我们开始争吵 |
[02:31.58] | 争吵着曾经 争吵着现在 |
[02:36.41] | 我们将未来牺牲 |
[02:41.32] | 最终只剩苦涩蔓延 |
[02:46.94] | 勿因财富而让步 |
[02:49.37] | 有时命运亦是如此 |
[02:51.83] | 它会带来一个全新的角度 |
[02:54.37] | 在某一天 |
[02:56.30] | 只要你不放弃 你不屈服 |
[02:59.50] | 一切都将安然无恙 |
[03:05.49] | 大声地说出来 清楚地说出来 |
[03:15.19] | 你可以用心体会那些话语 |
[03:25.07] | 待我们死去 那便为时已晚 |
[03:34.82] | 去承认我们从未四目相对 |
[03:45.81] | 那天早上我并不在 |
[03:50.37] | 我父亲离开的那个早上 |
[03:55.35] | 我没能和他道出 |
[04:00.05] | 我不得不说出口的话 |
[04:05.62] | 我想我捕捉到了他的灵魂 |
[04:07.91] | 就在晚些那年 |
[04:10.15] | 我确信我听到了他的回声 |
[04:12.42] | 回响在我新生儿的眼泪中 |
[04:14.94] | 我只希望我本能在他的风烛残年告诉他 |
[04:23.21] | 大声地说出来 清楚地说出来 |
[04:33.81] | 你可以用心体会那些话语 |
[04:43.39] | 待我们死去 那便为时已晚 |
[04:53.24] | 去承认我们从未四目相对 |