歌曲 | The Boxer |
歌手 | Simon |
专辑 | The Columbia Studio Recordings (1964-1970) |
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 |
[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 |
[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 |
[00:03.98] | 《拳击手》- 西蒙&加芬克 |
[00:05.91] | 当我还我只是个穷小子 |
[00:07.95] | 尽管我的故事鲜被提及 |
[00:10.68] | 但我常常失去我的抵抗力 |
[00:12.72] | 在我面对一袋子胡话的时候 |
[00:15.83] | 那些都是承诺 |
[00:19.41] | 对于谎言与嘲笑 |
[00:21.03] | 人常常只听见他们想听到的 |
[00:23.98] | 并无视剩下的部分 |
[00:35.63] | 当我离开了我的家 |
[00:37.09] | 与家人 |
[00:38.43] | 我再也不是一个男孩 |
[00:40.63] | 在陌生人的陪伴下 |
[00:43.38] | 在火车站的寂静中 |
[00:46.05] | 惊慌地逃窜 |
[00:48.01] | 最终我躲了起来 |
[00:51.30] | 寻找到了可怜的住所 |
[00:53.89] | 那是衣衫褴褛者的去处 |
[00:56.54] | 寻找那些地方 |
[00:58.29] | 那是只有他们知道的地方 |
[01:01.35] | LIe-la-lie…… |
[01:17.53] | 只索求着工匠般的微薄工资 |
[01:19.78] | 我开始寻找工作 |
[01:22.14] | 但却一无所获 |
[01:25.35] | 只听到“7号大街”上 |
[01:27.46] | 传来妓女的召唤声 |
[01:31.20] | 我确实承认 |
[01:32.93] | 有段时间我感到寂寞难耐 |
[01:35.90] | 于是从那里求得安慰 |
[02:10.41] | Lie-la-lie…… |
[02:24.43] | 之后我脱下了我的冬季大衣 |
[02:28.81] | 并祈祷着我可以离开 |
[02:30.70] | 回到家乡 |
[02:33.81] | 在那里纽约的寒冬 |
[02:35.56] | 不再榨取我的生命 |
[02:39.85] | 引导我吧 |
[02:43.68] | 回到我的家乡 |
[02:50.02] | 在空地上站着一个拳击手 |
[02:54.92] | 就职业而言他是一个斗士 |
[02:57.67] | 他拿着一个催单 |
[03:00.21] | 上面记着每一个将他打倒的人 |
[03:03.27] | 或刺痛他直到他惊声尖叫 |
[03:05.41] | 恼羞成怒的他大呼 |
[03:07.94] | “我要离开,我要离开!” |
[03:10.61] | 但这个斗士依然坚守着 |
[03:18.13] | Lie-la-lie…… |