歌曲 | Chimes of Freedom |
歌手 | Bob Dylan |
专辑 | Another Side Of Bob Dylan |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作曲 : Bob Dylan |
[00:01.00] | 作词 : Bob Dylan |
[00:04.130] | Far between sundown's finish an' midnight's broken toll |
[00:11.770] | We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashing |
[00:17.550] | As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds |
[00:27.700] | Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing |
[00:33.400] | Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight |
[00:43.270] | Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight |
[00:51.220] | An' for each an' ev'ry underdog soldier in the night |
[00:58.500] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
[01:04.900] | |
[01:09.250] | In the city's melted furnace, unexpectedly we watched |
[01:16.140] | With faces hidden while the walls were tightening |
[01:23.150] | As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowin' rain |
[01:33.259] | Dissolved into the bells of the lightning |
[01:39.259] | Tolling for the rebel, tolling for the rake |
[01:48.710] | Tolling for the luckless, the abandoned an' forsaked |
[01:57.280] | Tolling for the outcast, burnin' constantly at stake |
[02:05.300] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
[02:11.170] | |
[02:15.570] | Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail |
[02:22.400] | The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder |
[02:28.200] | That the clinging of the church bells blew far into the breeze |
[02:37.800] | Leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder |
[02:44.700] | Striking for the gentle, striking for the kind |
[02:53.750] | Striking for the guardians and protectors of the mind |
[03:02.140] | An' the unpawned painter behind beyond his rightful time |
[03:09.360] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
[03:16.420] | |
[03:19.800] | Through the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales |
[03:29.829] | For the disrobed faceless forms of no position |
[03:36.140] | Tolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts |
[03:45.390] | All down in taken-for-granted situations |
[03:51.890] | Tolling for the deaf an' blind, tolling for the mute |
[04:00.890] | Tolling for the mistreated, mateless mother, the mistitled prostitute |
[04:09.320] | For the misdemeanor outlaw, chased an' cheated by pursuit |
[04:16.350] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
[04:22.990] | |
[04:31.370] | Even though a cloud's white curtain in a far-off corner flashed |
[04:41.150] | An' the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting |
[04:47.159] | Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones |
[04:56.740] | Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting |
[05:03.220] | Tolling for the searching ones, on their speechless, seeking trail |
[05:12.370] | For the lonesome-hearted lovers with too personal a tale |
[05:19.680] | An' for each unharmful, gentle soul misplaced inside a jail |
[05:27.990] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
[05:34.750] | |
[05:55.390] | Starry-eyed an' laughing as i recall when we were caught |
[06:04.420] | Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended |
[06:11.110] | As we listened one last time an' we watched with one last look |
[06:20.140] | Spellbound an' swallowed 'til the tolling ended |
[06:26.780] | Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed |
[06:35.900] | For the countless confused, accused, misused, strung-out ones an' worse |
[06:44.310] | An' for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe |
[06:51.890] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
[06:59.400] |
[00:00.00] | zuo qu : Bob Dylan |
[00:01.00] | zuo ci : Bob Dylan |
[00:04.130] | Far between sundown' s finish an' midnight' s broken toll |
[00:11.770] | We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashing |
[00:17.550] | As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds |
[00:27.700] | Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing |
[00:33.400] | Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight |
[00:43.270] | Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight |
[00:51.220] | An' for each an' ev' ry underdog soldier in the night |
[00:58.500] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
[01:04.900] | |
[01:09.250] | In the city' s melted furnace, unexpectedly we watched |
[01:16.140] | With faces hidden while the walls were tightening |
[01:23.150] | As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowin' rain |
[01:33.259] | Dissolved into the bells of the lightning |
[01:39.259] | Tolling for the rebel, tolling for the rake |
[01:48.710] | Tolling for the luckless, the abandoned an' forsaked |
[01:57.280] | Tolling for the outcast, burnin' constantly at stake |
[02:05.300] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
[02:11.170] | |
[02:15.570] | Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail |
[02:22.400] | The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder |
[02:28.200] | That the clinging of the church bells blew far into the breeze |
[02:37.800] | Leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder |
[02:44.700] | Striking for the gentle, striking for the kind |
[02:53.750] | Striking for the guardians and protectors of the mind |
[03:02.140] | An' the unpawned painter behind beyond his rightful time |
[03:09.360] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
[03:16.420] | |
[03:19.800] | Through the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales |
[03:29.829] | For the disrobed faceless forms of no position |
[03:36.140] | Tolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts |
[03:45.390] | All down in takenforgranted situations |
[03:51.890] | Tolling for the deaf an' blind, tolling for the mute |
[04:00.890] | Tolling for the mistreated, mateless mother, the mistitled prostitute |
[04:09.320] | For the misdemeanor outlaw, chased an' cheated by pursuit |
[04:16.350] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
[04:22.990] | |
[04:31.370] | Even though a cloud' s white curtain in a faroff corner flashed |
[04:41.150] | An' the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting |
[04:47.159] | Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones |
[04:56.740] | Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting |
[05:03.220] | Tolling for the searching ones, on their speechless, seeking trail |
[05:12.370] | For the lonesomehearted lovers with too personal a tale |
[05:19.680] | An' for each unharmful, gentle soul misplaced inside a jail |
[05:27.990] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
[05:34.750] | |
[05:55.390] | Starryeyed an' laughing as i recall when we were caught |
[06:04.420] | Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended |
[06:11.110] | As we listened one last time an' we watched with one last look |
[06:20.140] | Spellbound an' swallowed ' til the tolling ended |
[06:26.780] | Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed |
[06:35.900] | For the countless confused, accused, misused, strungout ones an' worse |
[06:44.310] | An' for every hungup person in the whole wide universe |
[06:51.890] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
[06:59.400] |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Bob Dylan |
[00:01.00] | zuò cí : Bob Dylan |
[00:04.130] | Far between sundown' s finish an' midnight' s broken toll |
[00:11.770] | We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashing |
[00:17.550] | As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds |
[00:27.700] | Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing |
[00:33.400] | Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight |
[00:43.270] | Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight |
[00:51.220] | An' for each an' ev' ry underdog soldier in the night |
[00:58.500] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
[01:04.900] | |
[01:09.250] | In the city' s melted furnace, unexpectedly we watched |
[01:16.140] | With faces hidden while the walls were tightening |
[01:23.150] | As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowin' rain |
[01:33.259] | Dissolved into the bells of the lightning |
[01:39.259] | Tolling for the rebel, tolling for the rake |
[01:48.710] | Tolling for the luckless, the abandoned an' forsaked |
[01:57.280] | Tolling for the outcast, burnin' constantly at stake |
[02:05.300] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
[02:11.170] | |
[02:15.570] | Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail |
[02:22.400] | The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder |
[02:28.200] | That the clinging of the church bells blew far into the breeze |
[02:37.800] | Leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder |
[02:44.700] | Striking for the gentle, striking for the kind |
[02:53.750] | Striking for the guardians and protectors of the mind |
[03:02.140] | An' the unpawned painter behind beyond his rightful time |
[03:09.360] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
[03:16.420] | |
[03:19.800] | Through the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales |
[03:29.829] | For the disrobed faceless forms of no position |
[03:36.140] | Tolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts |
[03:45.390] | All down in takenforgranted situations |
[03:51.890] | Tolling for the deaf an' blind, tolling for the mute |
[04:00.890] | Tolling for the mistreated, mateless mother, the mistitled prostitute |
[04:09.320] | For the misdemeanor outlaw, chased an' cheated by pursuit |
[04:16.350] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
[04:22.990] | |
[04:31.370] | Even though a cloud' s white curtain in a faroff corner flashed |
[04:41.150] | An' the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting |
[04:47.159] | Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones |
[04:56.740] | Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting |
[05:03.220] | Tolling for the searching ones, on their speechless, seeking trail |
[05:12.370] | For the lonesomehearted lovers with too personal a tale |
[05:19.680] | An' for each unharmful, gentle soul misplaced inside a jail |
[05:27.990] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
[05:34.750] | |
[05:55.390] | Starryeyed an' laughing as i recall when we were caught |
[06:04.420] | Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended |
[06:11.110] | As we listened one last time an' we watched with one last look |
[06:20.140] | Spellbound an' swallowed ' til the tolling ended |
[06:26.780] | Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed |
[06:35.900] | For the countless confused, accused, misused, strungout ones an' worse |
[06:44.310] | An' for every hungup person in the whole wide universe |
[06:51.890] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
[06:59.400] |
[00:04.130] | 日落已久,子夜钟声还未敲响 |
[00:11.770] | 我们躲到门里,雷声铿锵 |
[00:17.550] | 洪钟般轰鸣的闪电把黑夜照亮 |
[00:27.700] | 似乎是自由之钟在闪耀 |
[00:33.400] | 照向那不愿杀戮的战士 |
[00:43.270] | 照向那手无寸铁的难民 |
[00:51.220] | 和那一个个的夜幕下的败兵 |
[00:58.500] | 奏响自由的钟声,我们凝视它的光亮 |
[01:09.250] | 在城市的熊熊熔炉里,我们的面孔隐藏 |
[01:16.140] | 吃惊地看到正在筑起的高墙 |
[01:23.150] | 暴雨前喜钟的回响 |
[01:33.259] | 被闪电的轰鸣所隐没 |
[01:39.259] | 为起义者而鸣,为浪荡子而鸣 |
[01:48.710] | 为不幸者而鸣,为遗孤子而鸣 |
[01:57.280] | 为火刑柱前苦受煎熬的流放者而鸣 |
[02:05.300] | 奏响自由的钟声,我们凝视它的光亮 |
[02:15.570] | 疯乱的冰雹狂坠,地面被砸出缭乱无章的交响 |
[02:22.400] | 像是天空倾泻出直击人心的华章 |
[02:28.200] | 绵延的一缕缕钟声,消逝在微风中 |
[02:37.800] | 现在只剩下电光的钟鸣,怒雷的轰响 |
[02:44.700] | 为柔弱的人而吁,为善良的人而响 |
[02:53.750] | 为智慧的先驱而呼,为思想的园丁而响 |
[03:02.140] | 也为坚守正义,不典卖灵魂的画家而响 |
[03:09.360] | 奏响自由的钟声,我们凝视它的光亮 |
[03:19.800] | 在这狂野的教堂之夜,暴雨没有立场 |
[03:29.829] | 去净伪饰地述说着惊心的故事 |
[03:36.140] | 在这个连死寂都“理所当然”的年代 |
[03:45.390] | 为无处表达的一张张嘴说话 |
[03:51.890] | 为聋人和盲人说话,为哑巴说话 |
[04:00.890] | 为受害者,为孀妇,为不被承认的卖身者说话 |
[04:09.320] | 为那些罪行轻微,却被迫亡命天涯的逃犯说话 |
[04:16.350] | 奏响自由的钟声,我们凝视它的光亮 |
[04:31.370] | 尽管遥远的天际闪过云幕的白色一角 |
[04:41.150] | 泼散的浓雾也慢慢消退 |
[04:47.159] | 电光却仍如飞箭 |
[04:56.740] | 径直射向那些被判决流放或正在流放的人们 |
[05:03.220] | 射向那些在漫漫长路上悲愤自抑,无尽求索的人们 |
[05:12.370] | 射向那些内心寂寞,饱受流言之苦的情侣们 |
[05:19.680] | 还有那些含冤入狱的柔弱无辜的灵魂 |
[05:27.990] | 奏响自由的钟声,我们凝视它的光亮 |
[05:55.390] | 我回想起被困之初,眨动的眼睛和嬉笑 |
[06:04.420] | 这时风疏雨歇,时光悄无声息地带走一切 |
[06:11.110] | 我们最后一次倾听,最后一回张望 |
[06:20.140] | 聚精会神直至钟声远逝 |
[06:26.780] | 这钟声敷治那些伤重难愈,苦受折磨的人们 |
[06:35.900] | 为无数困惑的,受刑的,受虐的,染毒的人而鸣 |
[06:44.310] | 也为大千世界的疾苦众生而鸣 |
[06:51.890] | 奏响自由的钟声,我们凝视它的光亮 |