歌曲 | The Fairground |
歌手 | Ralph McTell |
专辑 | Streets Of London - Best Of |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : McTell | |
Standing alone in the fairground at night | |
The world racing past on the streets | |
Only the stars and the headlights of cars | |
Light the fantasy world while it sleeps | |
And I looked around but there wasn't a sound | |
But the cinders under my feet. | |
Candy-floss sticks spelt words on the ground | |
I tried to read them in vain. | |
Before it was clear the wind blew my hair | |
And rephrased the sentence again. | |
I stopped to light my last cigarette | |
The fair was lit up in its glow | |
I threw it away but the light seemed to stay | |
Like 'twere moonlight shining on snow. | |
And I hardly dare breathe | |
I just couldn't believe | |
Then the music started to flow. | |
Slowly everything started to move | |
'Cept me and I stood quite still. | |
Then came a soft cry near the coconut shy | |
Will you take me to ride on the wind. | |
And around and around | |
The big wheel went spinning | |
Round and round until | |
I noticed although the fairground was moving | |
The rest of the world stopped still. | |
It was then when I realised that I'd have to get off | |
Although I would've much rather stayed. | |
Then with a jolt the wheel came to a halt | |
And the music started to fade. | |
As the lights went dim my head started to spin | |
Told myself that I wasn't to blame. | |
Looked at the ground at the candy-floss sticks | |
Now the message was plain | |
Behind me the wheel and the fairground were still | |
And outside it was moving again. |
zuo ci : McTell | |
Standing alone in the fairground at night | |
The world racing past on the streets | |
Only the stars and the headlights of cars | |
Light the fantasy world while it sleeps | |
And I looked around but there wasn' t a sound | |
But the cinders under my feet. | |
Candyfloss sticks spelt words on the ground | |
I tried to read them in vain. | |
Before it was clear the wind blew my hair | |
And rephrased the sentence again. | |
I stopped to light my last cigarette | |
The fair was lit up in its glow | |
I threw it away but the light seemed to stay | |
Like ' twere moonlight shining on snow. | |
And I hardly dare breathe | |
I just couldn' t believe | |
Then the music started to flow. | |
Slowly everything started to move | |
' Cept me and I stood quite still. | |
Then came a soft cry near the coconut shy | |
Will you take me to ride on the wind. | |
And around and around | |
The big wheel went spinning | |
Round and round until | |
I noticed although the fairground was moving | |
The rest of the world stopped still. | |
It was then when I realised that I' d have to get off | |
Although I would' ve much rather stayed. | |
Then with a jolt the wheel came to a halt | |
And the music started to fade. | |
As the lights went dim my head started to spin | |
Told myself that I wasn' t to blame. | |
Looked at the ground at the candyfloss sticks | |
Now the message was plain | |
Behind me the wheel and the fairground were still | |
And outside it was moving again. |
zuò cí : McTell | |
Standing alone in the fairground at night | |
The world racing past on the streets | |
Only the stars and the headlights of cars | |
Light the fantasy world while it sleeps | |
And I looked around but there wasn' t a sound | |
But the cinders under my feet. | |
Candyfloss sticks spelt words on the ground | |
I tried to read them in vain. | |
Before it was clear the wind blew my hair | |
And rephrased the sentence again. | |
I stopped to light my last cigarette | |
The fair was lit up in its glow | |
I threw it away but the light seemed to stay | |
Like ' twere moonlight shining on snow. | |
And I hardly dare breathe | |
I just couldn' t believe | |
Then the music started to flow. | |
Slowly everything started to move | |
' Cept me and I stood quite still. | |
Then came a soft cry near the coconut shy | |
Will you take me to ride on the wind. | |
And around and around | |
The big wheel went spinning | |
Round and round until | |
I noticed although the fairground was moving | |
The rest of the world stopped still. | |
It was then when I realised that I' d have to get off | |
Although I would' ve much rather stayed. | |
Then with a jolt the wheel came to a halt | |
And the music started to fade. | |
As the lights went dim my head started to spin | |
Told myself that I wasn' t to blame. | |
Looked at the ground at the candyfloss sticks | |
Now the message was plain | |
Behind me the wheel and the fairground were still | |
And outside it was moving again. |