歌曲 | The Boxer - El Boxeador |
歌手 | Simon |
专辑 | Greatest Hits |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:03.98] | 《The Boxer》- Simon and Garfunkel |
[00:05.91] | I am just a poor boy. |
[00:07.95] | Though my story's seldom told, |
[00:10.68] | I have squandered my resistance |
[00:12.72] | For a pocketful of mumbles, |
[00:15.83] | Such are promises |
[00:19.41] | All lies and jest |
[00:21.03] | Still, a man hears what he wants to hear |
[00:23.98] | And disregards the rest. |
[00:35.63] | When I left my home |
[00:37.09] | And my family, |
[00:38.43] | I was no more than a boy |
[00:40.63] | In the company of strangers |
[00:43.38] | In the quiet of the railway station, |
[00:46.05] | Running scared, |
[00:48.01] | Laying low, |
[00:51.30] | Seeking out the poorer quarters |
[00:53.89] | Where the ragged people go, |
[00:56.54] | Looking for the places |
[00:58.29] | Only they would know. |
[01:01.35] | CHORUSLie-la-lie..... |
[01:17.53] | Asking only workman's wages |
[01:19.78] | I come looking for a job, |
[01:22.14] | But I get no offers. |
[01:25.35] | Just a come-on from the whores |
[01:27.46] | On Seventh Avenue |
[01:31.20] | I do declare, |
[01:32.93] | There were times when I was so lonesome |
[01:35.90] | I took some comfort there. |
[03:18.13][02:10.41] | CHORUS Lie-la-lie..... |
[02:24.43] | Then I'm laying out my winter clothes |
[02:28.81] | And wishing I was gone |
[02:30.70] | Going home |
[02:33.81] | Where the New York City winters |
[02:35.56] | Aren't bleeding me, |
[02:39.85] | Leading me, |
[02:43.68] | Going home. |
[02:50.02] | In the clearing stands a boxer, |
[02:54.92] | And a fighter by his trade |
[02:57.67] | And he carries the reminders |
[03:00.21] | Of ev'ry glove that laid him down |
[03:03.27] | Or cut him till he cried out |
[03:05.41] | In his anger and his shame, |
[03:07.94] | "I am leaving, I am leaving." |
[03:10.61] | But the fighter still remains |
[04:42.61] | By eric 1/7/2002 |
[00:03.98] | The Boxer Simon and Garfunkel |
[00:05.91] | I am just a poor boy. |
[00:07.95] | Though my story' s seldom told, |
[00:10.68] | I have squandered my resistance |
[00:12.72] | For a pocketful of mumbles, |
[00:15.83] | Such are promises |
[00:19.41] | All lies and jest |
[00:21.03] | Still, a man hears what he wants to hear |
[00:23.98] | And disregards the rest. |
[00:35.63] | When I left my home |
[00:37.09] | And my family, |
[00:38.43] | I was no more than a boy |
[00:40.63] | In the company of strangers |
[00:43.38] | In the quiet of the railway station, |
[00:46.05] | Running scared, |
[00:48.01] | Laying low, |
[00:51.30] | Seeking out the poorer quarters |
[00:53.89] | Where the ragged people go, |
[00:56.54] | Looking for the places |
[00:58.29] | Only they would know. |
[01:01.35] | CHORUSLielalie..... |
[01:17.53] | Asking only workman' s wages |
[01:19.78] | I come looking for a job, |
[01:22.14] | But I get no offers. |
[01:25.35] | Just a comeon from the whores |
[01:27.46] | On Seventh Avenue |
[01:31.20] | I do declare, |
[01:32.93] | There were times when I was so lonesome |
[01:35.90] | I took some comfort there. |
[03:18.13][02:10.41] | CHORUS Lielalie..... |
[02:24.43] | Then I' m laying out my winter clothes |
[02:28.81] | And wishing I was gone |
[02:30.70] | Going home |
[02:33.81] | Where the New York City winters |
[02:35.56] | Aren' t bleeding me, |
[02:39.85] | Leading me, |
[02:43.68] | Going home. |
[02:50.02] | In the clearing stands a boxer, |
[02:54.92] | And a fighter by his trade |
[02:57.67] | And he carries the reminders |
[03:00.21] | Of ev' ry glove that laid him down |
[03:03.27] | Or cut him till he cried out |
[03:05.41] | In his anger and his shame, |
[03:07.94] | " I am leaving, I am leaving." |
[03:10.61] | But the fighter still remains |
[04:42.61] | By eric 1 7 2002 |
[00:03.98] | The Boxer Simon and Garfunkel |
[00:05.91] | I am just a poor boy. |
[00:07.95] | Though my story' s seldom told, |
[00:10.68] | I have squandered my resistance |
[00:12.72] | For a pocketful of mumbles, |
[00:15.83] | Such are promises |
[00:19.41] | All lies and jest |
[00:21.03] | Still, a man hears what he wants to hear |
[00:23.98] | And disregards the rest. |
[00:35.63] | When I left my home |
[00:37.09] | And my family, |
[00:38.43] | I was no more than a boy |
[00:40.63] | In the company of strangers |
[00:43.38] | In the quiet of the railway station, |
[00:46.05] | Running scared, |
[00:48.01] | Laying low, |
[00:51.30] | Seeking out the poorer quarters |
[00:53.89] | Where the ragged people go, |
[00:56.54] | Looking for the places |
[00:58.29] | Only they would know. |
[01:01.35] | CHORUSLielalie..... |
[01:17.53] | Asking only workman' s wages |
[01:19.78] | I come looking for a job, |
[01:22.14] | But I get no offers. |
[01:25.35] | Just a comeon from the whores |
[01:27.46] | On Seventh Avenue |
[01:31.20] | I do declare, |
[01:32.93] | There were times when I was so lonesome |
[01:35.90] | I took some comfort there. |
[03:18.13][02:10.41] | CHORUS Lielalie..... |
[02:24.43] | Then I' m laying out my winter clothes |
[02:28.81] | And wishing I was gone |
[02:30.70] | Going home |
[02:33.81] | Where the New York City winters |
[02:35.56] | Aren' t bleeding me, |
[02:39.85] | Leading me, |
[02:43.68] | Going home. |
[02:50.02] | In the clearing stands a boxer, |
[02:54.92] | And a fighter by his trade |
[02:57.67] | And he carries the reminders |
[03:00.21] | Of ev' ry glove that laid him down |
[03:03.27] | Or cut him till he cried out |
[03:05.41] | In his anger and his shame, |
[03:07.94] | " I am leaving, I am leaving." |
[03:10.61] | But the fighter still remains |
[04:42.61] | By eric 1 7 2002 |
[00:03.98] | |
[00:05.91] | 我只是个穷光蛋 |
[00:07.95] | 我的故事鲜有人说 |
[00:10.68] | 我曾花费太多心力 |
[00:12.72] | 应付那些无谓的闲言碎语 |
[00:15.83] | 还有一些承诺 |
[00:19.41] | 一切都是谎言与玩笑 |
[00:21.03] | 人们总是听他想要听的 |
[00:23.98] | 而忽略了其他 |
[00:35.63] | 当我离开故乡 |
[00:37.09] | 以及我的家人 |
[00:38.43] | 我不再是个孩童 |
[00:40.63] | 在陌生的人群里 |
[00:43.38] | 在寂静的站台上 |
[00:46.05] | 惊惶的奔跑 |
[00:48.01] | 伏低身子 |
[00:51.30] | 只为了寻找到一个简陋的住所 |
[00:53.89] | 那些衣衫褴褛的人们出入的角落 |
[00:56.54] | 寻找只有他们 |
[00:58.29] | 才知道的地方 |
[01:01.35] | |
[01:17.53] | 只求有工人的薪资 |
[01:19.78] | 我四处寻找工作 |
[01:22.14] | 却一无所获 |
[01:25.35] | 只有 |
[01:27.46] | 第七大街的妓女肯收留我 |
[01:31.20] | 我敢这么说 |
[01:32.93] | 当我孤独无依的时候 |
[01:35.90] | 我从那儿得到不少慰藉 |
[02:10.41] | |
[02:24.43] | 后来我开始整理冬天的衣物 |
[02:28.81] | 盼望自己早已离开 |
[02:30.70] | 回到家去 |
[02:33.81] | 纽约的冬天 |
[02:35.56] | 也无法让我血泪斑驳 |
[02:39.85] | 指引我 |
[02:43.68] | 回到家去 |
[02:50.02] | 空地上站著一位拳击手 |
[02:54.92] | 和一位职业的战士 |
[02:57.67] | 他心里记着每一次教训 |
[03:00.21] | 每一个将他击倒 |
[03:03.27] | 或使他痛苦哀号的手套 |
[03:05.41] | 在愤怒与羞愧中 |
[03:07.94] | 他喊着 我快要离开这里了 |
[03:10.61] | 然而,战士依然在那儿等著他 |
[03:18.13] | |
[04:42.61] |