Thousands Are Sailing 歌词
| 歌曲 | Thousands Are Sailing |
| 歌手 | The Pogues |
| 专辑 | Original Album Series |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Chevron |
| [00:19.00] | The island it is silent now |
| [00:23.68] | But the ghosts still haunt the waves |
| [00:26.88] | And the torch lights up a famished man |
| [00:31.59] | Who fortune could not save |
| [00:34.74] | Did you work upon the railroad? |
| [00:38.91] | Did you rid the streets of crime? |
| [00:42.76] | Were your dollars from the "White House"? |
| [00:46.76] | Were they from the "Five and Dime"? |
| [00:50.41] | |
| [00:50.42] | Did the old songs taunt or cheer you? |
| [00:54.33] | And did they still make you cry? |
| [00:58.14] | Did you count the months and years? |
| [01:01.84] | Or did your teardrops quickly dry? |
| [01:05.64] | Ah, No, says he 'twas not to be |
| [01:10.05] | On a coffin ship I came here |
| [01:13.30] | And I never even got so far |
| [01:17.56] | That they could change my name |
| [01:20.85] | |
| [01:20.86] | Thousands are sailing |
| [01:25.21] | Across the Western Ocean |
| [01:28.97] | To a land of opportunity |
| [01:32.78] | That some of them will never see |
| [01:36.58] | Fortune prevailing |
| [01:40.40] | Across the Western Ocean |
| [01:44.23] | Their bellies full |
| [01:46.41] | And their spirits free |
| [01:48.21] | They'll break the chains of poverty |
| [01:51.76] | And they'll dance |
| [01:53.26] | |
| [01:53.27] | In Manhattan's desert twilight |
| [02:07.03] | In the death of afternoon |
| [02:10.51] | We stepped hand in hand on Broadway |
| [02:14.64] | Like the first man on the moon |
| [02:18.84] | And "The Blackbird" broke the silence |
| [02:22.69] | As you whistled it so sweet |
| [02:26.26] | And in Brendan Behan's footsteps |
| [02:30.46] | I danced up and down the street |
| [02:34.04] | |
| [02:34.05] | Then we said goodnight to Broadway |
| [02:37.85] | Giving it our best regards |
| [02:41.71] | Tipped our hats to Mister Cohan |
| [02:45.47] | Dear old Times Square's favourite bard |
| [02:49.08] | Then we raised a glass to J.F.K. |
| [02:53.68] | And a dozen more besides |
| [02:56.98] | When I got back to my empty room |
| [03:01.29] | I suppose I must have cried |
| [03:04.49] | |
| [03:04.50] | Thousands are sailing |
| [03:08.88] | Again across the ocean |
| [03:12.56] | Where the hand of opportunity |
| [03:16.46] | Draws tickets in a lottery |
| [03:20.07] | Postcards we're mailing |
| [03:24.08] | Of sky-blue skies and oceans |
| [03:27.88] | From rooms the daylight never sees |
| [03:31.80] | Where lights don't glow on Christmas trees |
| [03:36.36] | But we dance to the music |
| [03:37.99] | And we dance |
| [03:39.99] | |
| [03:40.00] | #=#=#=# INSTRUMENTAL #=#=#=# |
| [04:12.86] | |
| [04:12.87] | Thousands are sailing |
| [04:16.72] | Across the Western Ocean |
| [04:20.48] | Where the hand of opportunity |
| [04:24.49] | Draws tickets in a lottery |
| [04:28.49] | Where e'er we go, we celebrate |
| [04:31.76] | The land that makes us refugees |
| [04:35.52] | From fear of Priests with empty plates |
| [04:39.42] | From guilt and weeping effigies |
| [04:42.92] | But we dance to the music |
| [04:44.52] | And we dance |
| [04:45.99] | |
| [04:46.00] | #=#=#=# INSTRUMENTAL #=#=#=# |
| [05:27.00] |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Chevron |
| [00:19.00] | The island it is silent now |
| [00:23.68] | But the ghosts still haunt the waves |
| [00:26.88] | And the torch lights up a famished man |
| [00:31.59] | Who fortune could not save |
| [00:34.74] | Did you work upon the railroad? |
| [00:38.91] | Did you rid the streets of crime? |
| [00:42.76] | Were your dollars from the " White House"? |
| [00:46.76] | Were they from the " Five and Dime"? |
| [00:50.41] | |
| [00:50.42] | Did the old songs taunt or cheer you? |
| [00:54.33] | And did they still make you cry? |
| [00:58.14] | Did you count the months and years? |
| [01:01.84] | Or did your teardrops quickly dry? |
| [01:05.64] | Ah, No, says he ' twas not to be |
| [01:10.05] | On a coffin ship I came here |
| [01:13.30] | And I never even got so far |
| [01:17.56] | That they could change my name |
| [01:20.85] | |
| [01:20.86] | Thousands are sailing |
| [01:25.21] | Across the Western Ocean |
| [01:28.97] | To a land of opportunity |
| [01:32.78] | That some of them will never see |
| [01:36.58] | Fortune prevailing |
| [01:40.40] | Across the Western Ocean |
| [01:44.23] | Their bellies full |
| [01:46.41] | And their spirits free |
| [01:48.21] | They' ll break the chains of poverty |
| [01:51.76] | And they' ll dance |
| [01:53.26] | |
| [01:53.27] | In Manhattan' s desert twilight |
| [02:07.03] | In the death of afternoon |
| [02:10.51] | We stepped hand in hand on Broadway |
| [02:14.64] | Like the first man on the moon |
| [02:18.84] | And " The Blackbird" broke the silence |
| [02:22.69] | As you whistled it so sweet |
| [02:26.26] | And in Brendan Behan' s footsteps |
| [02:30.46] | I danced up and down the street |
| [02:34.04] | |
| [02:34.05] | Then we said goodnight to Broadway |
| [02:37.85] | Giving it our best regards |
| [02:41.71] | Tipped our hats to Mister Cohan |
| [02:45.47] | Dear old Times Square' s favourite bard |
| [02:49.08] | Then we raised a glass to J. F. K. |
| [02:53.68] | And a dozen more besides |
| [02:56.98] | When I got back to my empty room |
| [03:01.29] | I suppose I must have cried |
| [03:04.49] | |
| [03:04.50] | Thousands are sailing |
| [03:08.88] | Again across the ocean |
| [03:12.56] | Where the hand of opportunity |
| [03:16.46] | Draws tickets in a lottery |
| [03:20.07] | Postcards we' re mailing |
| [03:24.08] | Of skyblue skies and oceans |
| [03:27.88] | From rooms the daylight never sees |
| [03:31.80] | Where lights don' t glow on Christmas trees |
| [03:36.36] | But we dance to the music |
| [03:37.99] | And we dance |
| [03:39.99] | |
| [03:40.00] | INSTRUMENTAL |
| [04:12.86] | |
| [04:12.87] | Thousands are sailing |
| [04:16.72] | Across the Western Ocean |
| [04:20.48] | Where the hand of opportunity |
| [04:24.49] | Draws tickets in a lottery |
| [04:28.49] | Where e' er we go, we celebrate |
| [04:31.76] | The land that makes us refugees |
| [04:35.52] | From fear of Priests with empty plates |
| [04:39.42] | From guilt and weeping effigies |
| [04:42.92] | But we dance to the music |
| [04:44.52] | And we dance |
| [04:45.99] | |
| [04:46.00] | INSTRUMENTAL |
| [05:27.00] |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Chevron |
| [00:19.00] | The island it is silent now |
| [00:23.68] | But the ghosts still haunt the waves |
| [00:26.88] | And the torch lights up a famished man |
| [00:31.59] | Who fortune could not save |
| [00:34.74] | Did you work upon the railroad? |
| [00:38.91] | Did you rid the streets of crime? |
| [00:42.76] | Were your dollars from the " White House"? |
| [00:46.76] | Were they from the " Five and Dime"? |
| [00:50.41] | |
| [00:50.42] | Did the old songs taunt or cheer you? |
| [00:54.33] | And did they still make you cry? |
| [00:58.14] | Did you count the months and years? |
| [01:01.84] | Or did your teardrops quickly dry? |
| [01:05.64] | Ah, No, says he ' twas not to be |
| [01:10.05] | On a coffin ship I came here |
| [01:13.30] | And I never even got so far |
| [01:17.56] | That they could change my name |
| [01:20.85] | |
| [01:20.86] | Thousands are sailing |
| [01:25.21] | Across the Western Ocean |
| [01:28.97] | To a land of opportunity |
| [01:32.78] | That some of them will never see |
| [01:36.58] | Fortune prevailing |
| [01:40.40] | Across the Western Ocean |
| [01:44.23] | Their bellies full |
| [01:46.41] | And their spirits free |
| [01:48.21] | They' ll break the chains of poverty |
| [01:51.76] | And they' ll dance |
| [01:53.26] | |
| [01:53.27] | In Manhattan' s desert twilight |
| [02:07.03] | In the death of afternoon |
| [02:10.51] | We stepped hand in hand on Broadway |
| [02:14.64] | Like the first man on the moon |
| [02:18.84] | And " The Blackbird" broke the silence |
| [02:22.69] | As you whistled it so sweet |
| [02:26.26] | And in Brendan Behan' s footsteps |
| [02:30.46] | I danced up and down the street |
| [02:34.04] | |
| [02:34.05] | Then we said goodnight to Broadway |
| [02:37.85] | Giving it our best regards |
| [02:41.71] | Tipped our hats to Mister Cohan |
| [02:45.47] | Dear old Times Square' s favourite bard |
| [02:49.08] | Then we raised a glass to J. F. K. |
| [02:53.68] | And a dozen more besides |
| [02:56.98] | When I got back to my empty room |
| [03:01.29] | I suppose I must have cried |
| [03:04.49] | |
| [03:04.50] | Thousands are sailing |
| [03:08.88] | Again across the ocean |
| [03:12.56] | Where the hand of opportunity |
| [03:16.46] | Draws tickets in a lottery |
| [03:20.07] | Postcards we' re mailing |
| [03:24.08] | Of skyblue skies and oceans |
| [03:27.88] | From rooms the daylight never sees |
| [03:31.80] | Where lights don' t glow on Christmas trees |
| [03:36.36] | But we dance to the music |
| [03:37.99] | And we dance |
| [03:39.99] | |
| [03:40.00] | INSTRUMENTAL |
| [04:12.86] | |
| [04:12.87] | Thousands are sailing |
| [04:16.72] | Across the Western Ocean |
| [04:20.48] | Where the hand of opportunity |
| [04:24.49] | Draws tickets in a lottery |
| [04:28.49] | Where e' er we go, we celebrate |
| [04:31.76] | The land that makes us refugees |
| [04:35.52] | From fear of Priests with empty plates |
| [04:39.42] | From guilt and weeping effigies |
| [04:42.92] | But we dance to the music |
| [04:44.52] | And we dance |
| [04:45.99] | |
| [04:46.00] | INSTRUMENTAL |
| [05:27.00] |
| [00:00] | |
| [00:02.00] | |
| [00:03.00] | |
| [00:04.00] | |
| [00:19.00] | 小岛现在一片岑寂 |
| [00:23.68] | 但海浪旁仍有幽魂萦绕 |
| [00:26.88] | 火炬的光照亮了那个可怜的人 |
| [00:31.59] | 饥肠辘辘，财富无存 |
| [00:34.74] | 你是铁路上卖力的工人？ |
| [00:38.91] | 你是街头清除罪犯的军人？ |
| [00:42.76] | 你的钱是白宫给的？ |
| [00:46.76] | 还是杂货店里挣的？ |
| [00:50.42] | 那些老歌让你觉得讽刺还是欣慰？ |
| [00:54.33] | 它们是否仍能让你哭泣？ |
| [00:58.14] | 你是否难以忘怀度日如年 |
| [01:01.84] | 抑或泪水很快风干 |
| [01:05.64] | 喔，不，他说，我上船启程来这儿时 |
| [01:10.05] | 它还不是一条“棺材船” |
| [01:13.30] | 并且我也从没到那个地步 |
| [01:17.56] | 以至于他们可以随便改了我的名字 |
| [01:20.86] | 万人航行 |
| [01:25.21] | 横渡大西洋 |
| [01:28.97] | 来到机遇的土地 |
| [01:32.78] | 他们中有人从不曾见 |
| [01:36.58] | 盛行的财富 |
| [01:40.40] | 在大洋彼岸 |
| [01:44.23] | 他们肚子虽空 |
| [01:46.41] | 但精神飞扬 |
| [01:48.21] | 他们立志要拧断贫穷的锁链 |
| [01:51.76] | 于是他们起舞，昂扬 |
| [01:53.27] | 在曼哈顿沙漠的黄昏里 |
| [02:07.03] | 在午后的死寂中 |
| [02:10.51] | 我们手拉手踏行于Broadway（百老汇） |
| [02:14.64] | 气魄犹如登月第一人 |
| [02:18.84] | 忽然“The Blackbird”的乐声划破沉寂 |
| [02:22.69] | 你甜美地跟着哼唱 |
| [02:26.26] | 走在Brendan Behan的足迹里 |
| [02:30.46] | 我不禁在街上跳来舞去 |
| [02:34.05] | 然后我们向Broadway道别晚安 |
| [02:37.85] | 致以我们极致的敬意 |
| [02:41.71] | 我们向Cohan先生脱帽致礼 |
| [02:45.47] | 那位亲爱的老时代广场最喜爱的诗人 |
| [02:49.08] | 然后我们举杯向J.F.K. |
| [02:53.68] | 还有很多很多人 |
| [02:56.98] | 当我回到我空荡的房间 |
| [03:01.29] | 我想我肯定是哭了 |
| [03:04.50] | 万人航行 |
| [03:08.88] | 再一次地穿越大海 |
| [03:12.56] | 在那里，机遇之手 |
| [03:16.46] | 抓取运气彩票 |
| [03:20.07] | 我们寄出的明信片 |
| [03:24.08] | 有关天蓝色的天空和海洋 |
| [03:27.88] | 来自那不见日光的房间 |
| [03:31.80] | 在那里圣诞树也不会泛出光亮 |
| [03:36.36] | 但是我们仍然随音乐起舞 |
| [03:37.99] | 我们跳舞 |
| [03:40.00] | |
| [04:12.87] | 万人航行 |
| [04:16.72] | 穿越大西洋 |
| [04:20.48] | 在那里，机遇之手 |
| [04:24.49] | 抓取运气彩票 |
| [04:28.49] | 无论走在何方，我们都赞美高歌 |
| [04:31.76] | 这片让我们成为难民的土地 |
| [04:35.52] | 远离了手持空盘子的祭司的恐怖 |
| [04:39.42] | 远离了罪行和哭泣的肖像 |
| [04:42.92] | 但是我们向着音乐起舞 |
| [04:44.52] | 我们起舞 |
| [04:46.00] |
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