歌曲 | Floater (Too Much to Ask) |
歌手 | Bob Dylan |
专辑 | Love And Theft |
作词 : Dylan | |
Floater | |
Down over the window | |
From the dazzling sunlit rays | |
through the back alleys, through the blinds | |
another one of them endless days | |
Honey bees are buzzing | |
leaves begin to stir | |
I'm in love with my second cousin | |
I tell myself I could be happy forever with her | |
I keep listening for footsteps | |
but I ain't never hearing any | |
from the boat, I fish for bullheads | |
I catch a lot, sometimes too many | |
A summer breeze is blowin' | |
a squall is setting in | |
sometimes it's just plain stupid | |
to get into any kind of wind | |
Well the old men 'round here | |
sometimes they get on bad terms | |
with the younger men, | |
old, young, age don't carry weight | |
it doesn't matter in the end | |
One of the boss' hangers-on | |
Sometimes comes to call | |
At times you least expect | |
Tryin' to bully you, strongarm you, | |
inspire you with fear | |
It has the opposite effect | |
There's a new grove of trees on the outskirts of town | |
the old one is long gone | |
10 foot, 2 foot, 6 across | |
Burns with the bark still on | |
They say times are hard | |
if you don't believe it you can follow your nose | |
it don't bother me, times are hard anywhere | |
we'll just have to see how it goes | |
My old man, he's like some feudal lord | |
he's got more lives than a cat | |
I've never seen him quarrel with my mother even once | |
things come alive or they fall flat | |
You can smell the pine wood burnin' | |
you can hear the school bell ring | |
got to get up near the teacher, if you can | |
if you wanna learn anything | |
Romeo, he said to Juliet, you got a poor complexion | |
it don't give you an appearance or a youthful touch | |
Juliet said back to Romeo, | |
why don't you just shove off, | |
if it bothers you so much | |
They got outta here any way they could | |
Cold rain can give you the shivers | |
they went down the Ohio, the Cumberland, the Tennessee, | |
all the rest of them rebel rivers | |
If you ever try to interfere with me | |
or cross my path again, | |
you do so at the peril of your life | |
I'm not quite as cool, or forgiving as I sound | |
I've seen enough heartache and strife | |
My grandfather was a duck trapper, | |
he could do it with just dragnets and ropes | |
my grandmother could sew new dresses out of old cloth, | |
I don't know if they had any dreams or hopes. | |
I had 'em once, though I suppose | |
To go along with all the ring dancing, | |
Christmas carols and all the Christmas eves | |
I left all my dreams and hopes | |
buried under tobacco leaves | |
Not always easy kicking someone up | |
got to wait awhile, it can be an unpleasant task | |
sometimes somebody wants you to give something up | |
And tears or not, it's too much to ask. |
zuò cí : Dylan | |
Floater | |
Down over the window | |
From the dazzling sunlit rays | |
through the back alleys, through the blinds | |
another one of them endless days | |
Honey bees are buzzing | |
leaves begin to stir | |
I' m in love with my second cousin | |
I tell myself I could be happy forever with her | |
I keep listening for footsteps | |
but I ain' t never hearing any | |
from the boat, I fish for bullheads | |
I catch a lot, sometimes too many | |
A summer breeze is blowin' | |
a squall is setting in | |
sometimes it' s just plain stupid | |
to get into any kind of wind | |
Well the old men ' round here | |
sometimes they get on bad terms | |
with the younger men, | |
old, young, age don' t carry weight | |
it doesn' t matter in the end | |
One of the boss' hangerson | |
Sometimes comes to call | |
At times you least expect | |
Tryin' to bully you, strongarm you, | |
inspire you with fear | |
It has the opposite effect | |
There' s a new grove of trees on the outskirts of town | |
the old one is long gone | |
10 foot, 2 foot, 6 across | |
Burns with the bark still on | |
They say times are hard | |
if you don' t believe it you can follow your nose | |
it don' t bother me, times are hard anywhere | |
we' ll just have to see how it goes | |
My old man, he' s like some feudal lord | |
he' s got more lives than a cat | |
I' ve never seen him quarrel with my mother even once | |
things come alive or they fall flat | |
You can smell the pine wood burnin' | |
you can hear the school bell ring | |
got to get up near the teacher, if you can | |
if you wanna learn anything | |
Romeo, he said to Juliet, you got a poor complexion | |
it don' t give you an appearance or a youthful touch | |
Juliet said back to Romeo, | |
why don' t you just shove off, | |
if it bothers you so much | |
They got outta here any way they could | |
Cold rain can give you the shivers | |
they went down the Ohio, the Cumberland, the Tennessee, | |
all the rest of them rebel rivers | |
If you ever try to interfere with me | |
or cross my path again, | |
you do so at the peril of your life | |
I' m not quite as cool, or forgiving as I sound | |
I' ve seen enough heartache and strife | |
My grandfather was a duck trapper, | |
he could do it with just dragnets and ropes | |
my grandmother could sew new dresses out of old cloth, | |
I don' t know if they had any dreams or hopes. | |
I had ' em once, though I suppose | |
To go along with all the ring dancing, | |
Christmas carols and all the Christmas eves | |
I left all my dreams and hopes | |
buried under tobacco leaves | |
Not always easy kicking someone up | |
got to wait awhile, it can be an unpleasant task | |
sometimes somebody wants you to give something up | |
And tears or not, it' s too much to ask. |