| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Dylan |
| [00:02.07] | Visions of johanna |
| [00:04.07] | Bob Dylan |
| [00:04.82] | |
| [00:11.39] | Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet? |
| [00:17.39] | |
| [00:21.83] | We sit here stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it |
| [00:27.77] | |
| [00:31.95] | And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it |
| [00:38.45] | |
| [00:42.32] | Lights flicker from the opposite loft |
| [00:46.19] | |
| [00:48.38] | In this room the heat pipes just cough |
| [00:51.26] | |
| [00:53.94] | The country music station plays soft |
| [00:56.20] | |
| [00:57.82] | But there's nothing, really nothing to turn off |
| [01:00.69] | |
| [01:07.82] | Just Louise and her lover so entwined |
| [01:13.57] | |
| [01:18.26] | And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind |
| [01:26.51] | |
| [01:39.27] | In the empty lot where the ladies play blindman's bluff with the key chain |
| [01:45.46] | |
| [01:49.64] | And the all-night girls they whisper of escapades out on the "D" train |
| [01:55.54] | |
| [01:59.36] | We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight |
| [02:02.61] | |
| [02:03.49] | Ask himself if it's him or them that's really insane |
| [02:06.61] | |
| [02:09.29] | Louise, she's all right, she's just near |
| [02:12.11] | |
| [02:14.80] | She's delicate and seems like the mirror |
| [02:17.23] | |
| [02:19.49] | But she just makes it all too concise and too clear |
| [02:22.29] | |
| [02:23.42] | That Johanna's not here |
| [02:24.61] | |
| [02:32.24] | The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones of her face |
| [02:38.80] | |
| [02:42.92] | Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place |
| [02:51.61] | |
| [03:01.42] | Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously |
| [03:04.86] | |
| [03:09.74] | He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously |
| [03:13.73] | |
| [03:18.05] | And when bringing her name up |
| [03:20.29] | |
| [03:20.92] | He speaks of a farewell kiss to me |
| [03:23.42] | |
| [03:27.42] | He's sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and all |
| [03:34.23] | |
| [03:37.17] | Muttering small talk at the wall while I'm in the hall |
| [03:42.73] | |
| [03:46.29] | How can I explain? |
| [03:48.98] | |
| [03:50.67] | Oh, it's so hard to get on |
| [03:53.36] | |
| [03:57.92] | And these visions of Johanna, they kept me up past the dawn |
| [04:05.80] | |
| [04:18.05] | Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial |
| [04:22.29] | |
| [04:25.54] | Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while |
| [04:30.85] | |
| [04:35.79] | But Mona Lisa must had the highway blues |
| [04:37.92] | |
| [04:39.61] | You can tell by the way she smiles |
| [04:41.92] | |
| [04:45.79] | See the primitive wallflower freeze |
| [04:47.98] | |
| [04:51.36] | When the jelly-faced women all sneeze |
| [04:53.80] | |
| [04:56.73] | Hear the one with the mustache say, "Jeeze |
| [04:58.67] | |
| [05:00.35] | I can't find my knees" |
| [05:01.67] | |
| [05:06.35] | Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule |
| [05:11.16] | |
| [05:16.85] | But these visions of Johanna, they make it all seem so cruel |
| [05:23.55] | |
| [05:35.75] | The peddler now speaks to the countess who's pretending to care for him |
| [05:42.37] | |
| [05:43.68] | Sayin', "Name me someone that's not a parasite and I'll go out and say a prayer for him" |
| [05:50.06] | |
| [05:53.88] | But like Louise always says |
| [05:56.24] | "Ya can't look at much, can ya man?" |
| [05:57.93] | |
| [06:00.62] | As she, herself, prepares for him |
| [06:01.87] | |
| [06:03.81] | And Madonna, she still has not showed |
| [06:06.06] | |
| [06:09.18] | We see this empty cage now corrode |
| [06:14.31] | Where her cape of the stage once had flowed |
| [06:16.68] | |
| [06:18.69] | The fiddler, he now steps to the road |
| [06:21.24] | |
| [06:23.25] | He writes ev'rything's been returned which was owed |
| [06:26.63] | |
| [06:28.49] | On the back of the fish truck that loads |
| [06:31.56] | |
| [06:32.93] | While my conscience explodes |
| [06:34.44] | |
| [06:38.74] | The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain |
| [06:44.30] | |
| [06:49.24] | And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Dylan |
| [00:02.07] | Visions of johanna |
| [00:04.07] | Bob Dylan |
| [00:04.82] | |
| [00:11.39] | Ain' t it just like the night to play tricks when you' re tryin' to be so quiet? |
| [00:17.39] | |
| [00:21.83] | We sit here stranded, though we' re all doin' our best to deny it |
| [00:27.77] | |
| [00:31.95] | And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it |
| [00:38.45] | |
| [00:42.32] | Lights flicker from the opposite loft |
| [00:46.19] | |
| [00:48.38] | In this room the heat pipes just cough |
| [00:51.26] | |
| [00:53.94] | The country music station plays soft |
| [00:56.20] | |
| [00:57.82] | But there' s nothing, really nothing to turn off |
| [01:00.69] | |
| [01:07.82] | Just Louise and her lover so entwined |
| [01:13.57] | |
| [01:18.26] | And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind |
| [01:26.51] | |
| [01:39.27] | In the empty lot where the ladies play blindman' s bluff with the key chain |
| [01:45.46] | |
| [01:49.64] | And the allnight girls they whisper of escapades out on the " D" train |
| [01:55.54] | |
| [01:59.36] | We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight |
| [02:02.61] | |
| [02:03.49] | Ask himself if it' s him or them that' s really insane |
| [02:06.61] | |
| [02:09.29] | Louise, she' s all right, she' s just near |
| [02:12.11] | |
| [02:14.80] | She' s delicate and seems like the mirror |
| [02:17.23] | |
| [02:19.49] | But she just makes it all too concise and too clear |
| [02:22.29] | |
| [02:23.42] | That Johanna' s not here |
| [02:24.61] | |
| [02:32.24] | The ghost of ' lectricity howls in the bones of her face |
| [02:38.80] | |
| [02:42.92] | Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place |
| [02:51.61] | |
| [03:01.42] | Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously |
| [03:04.86] | |
| [03:09.74] | He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously |
| [03:13.73] | |
| [03:18.05] | And when bringing her name up |
| [03:20.29] | |
| [03:20.92] | He speaks of a farewell kiss to me |
| [03:23.42] | |
| [03:27.42] | He' s sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and all |
| [03:34.23] | |
| [03:37.17] | Muttering small talk at the wall while I' m in the hall |
| [03:42.73] | |
| [03:46.29] | How can I explain? |
| [03:48.98] | |
| [03:50.67] | Oh, it' s so hard to get on |
| [03:53.36] | |
| [03:57.92] | And these visions of Johanna, they kept me up past the dawn |
| [04:05.80] | |
| [04:18.05] | Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial |
| [04:22.29] | |
| [04:25.54] | Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while |
| [04:30.85] | |
| [04:35.79] | But Mona Lisa must had the highway blues |
| [04:37.92] | |
| [04:39.61] | You can tell by the way she smiles |
| [04:41.92] | |
| [04:45.79] | See the primitive wallflower freeze |
| [04:47.98] | |
| [04:51.36] | When the jellyfaced women all sneeze |
| [04:53.80] | |
| [04:56.73] | Hear the one with the mustache say, " Jeeze |
| [04:58.67] | |
| [05:00.35] | I can' t find my knees" |
| [05:01.67] | |
| [05:06.35] | Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule |
| [05:11.16] | |
| [05:16.85] | But these visions of Johanna, they make it all seem so cruel |
| [05:23.55] | |
| [05:35.75] | The peddler now speaks to the countess who' s pretending to care for him |
| [05:42.37] | |
| [05:43.68] | Sayin', " Name me someone that' s not a parasite and I' ll go out and say a prayer for him" |
| [05:50.06] | |
| [05:53.88] | But like Louise always says |
| [05:56.24] | " Ya can' t look at much, can ya man?" |
| [05:57.93] | |
| [06:00.62] | As she, herself, prepares for him |
| [06:01.87] | |
| [06:03.81] | And Madonna, she still has not showed |
| [06:06.06] | |
| [06:09.18] | We see this empty cage now corrode |
| [06:14.31] | Where her cape of the stage once had flowed |
| [06:16.68] | |
| [06:18.69] | The fiddler, he now steps to the road |
| [06:21.24] | |
| [06:23.25] | He writes ev' rything' s been returned which was owed |
| [06:26.63] | |
| [06:28.49] | On the back of the fish truck that loads |
| [06:31.56] | |
| [06:32.93] | While my conscience explodes |
| [06:34.44] | |
| [06:38.74] | The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain |
| [06:44.30] | |
| [06:49.24] | And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Dylan |
| [00:02.07] | Visions of johanna |
| [00:04.07] | Bob Dylan |
| [00:04.82] | |
| [00:11.39] | Ain' t it just like the night to play tricks when you' re tryin' to be so quiet? |
| [00:17.39] | |
| [00:21.83] | We sit here stranded, though we' re all doin' our best to deny it |
| [00:27.77] | |
| [00:31.95] | And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it |
| [00:38.45] | |
| [00:42.32] | Lights flicker from the opposite loft |
| [00:46.19] | |
| [00:48.38] | In this room the heat pipes just cough |
| [00:51.26] | |
| [00:53.94] | The country music station plays soft |
| [00:56.20] | |
| [00:57.82] | But there' s nothing, really nothing to turn off |
| [01:00.69] | |
| [01:07.82] | Just Louise and her lover so entwined |
| [01:13.57] | |
| [01:18.26] | And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind |
| [01:26.51] | |
| [01:39.27] | In the empty lot where the ladies play blindman' s bluff with the key chain |
| [01:45.46] | |
| [01:49.64] | And the allnight girls they whisper of escapades out on the " D" train |
| [01:55.54] | |
| [01:59.36] | We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight |
| [02:02.61] | |
| [02:03.49] | Ask himself if it' s him or them that' s really insane |
| [02:06.61] | |
| [02:09.29] | Louise, she' s all right, she' s just near |
| [02:12.11] | |
| [02:14.80] | She' s delicate and seems like the mirror |
| [02:17.23] | |
| [02:19.49] | But she just makes it all too concise and too clear |
| [02:22.29] | |
| [02:23.42] | That Johanna' s not here |
| [02:24.61] | |
| [02:32.24] | The ghost of ' lectricity howls in the bones of her face |
| [02:38.80] | |
| [02:42.92] | Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place |
| [02:51.61] | |
| [03:01.42] | Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously |
| [03:04.86] | |
| [03:09.74] | He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously |
| [03:13.73] | |
| [03:18.05] | And when bringing her name up |
| [03:20.29] | |
| [03:20.92] | He speaks of a farewell kiss to me |
| [03:23.42] | |
| [03:27.42] | He' s sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and all |
| [03:34.23] | |
| [03:37.17] | Muttering small talk at the wall while I' m in the hall |
| [03:42.73] | |
| [03:46.29] | How can I explain? |
| [03:48.98] | |
| [03:50.67] | Oh, it' s so hard to get on |
| [03:53.36] | |
| [03:57.92] | And these visions of Johanna, they kept me up past the dawn |
| [04:05.80] | |
| [04:18.05] | Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial |
| [04:22.29] | |
| [04:25.54] | Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while |
| [04:30.85] | |
| [04:35.79] | But Mona Lisa must had the highway blues |
| [04:37.92] | |
| [04:39.61] | You can tell by the way she smiles |
| [04:41.92] | |
| [04:45.79] | See the primitive wallflower freeze |
| [04:47.98] | |
| [04:51.36] | When the jellyfaced women all sneeze |
| [04:53.80] | |
| [04:56.73] | Hear the one with the mustache say, " Jeeze |
| [04:58.67] | |
| [05:00.35] | I can' t find my knees" |
| [05:01.67] | |
| [05:06.35] | Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule |
| [05:11.16] | |
| [05:16.85] | But these visions of Johanna, they make it all seem so cruel |
| [05:23.55] | |
| [05:35.75] | The peddler now speaks to the countess who' s pretending to care for him |
| [05:42.37] | |
| [05:43.68] | Sayin', " Name me someone that' s not a parasite and I' ll go out and say a prayer for him" |
| [05:50.06] | |
| [05:53.88] | But like Louise always says |
| [05:56.24] | " Ya can' t look at much, can ya man?" |
| [05:57.93] | |
| [06:00.62] | As she, herself, prepares for him |
| [06:01.87] | |
| [06:03.81] | And Madonna, she still has not showed |
| [06:06.06] | |
| [06:09.18] | We see this empty cage now corrode |
| [06:14.31] | Where her cape of the stage once had flowed |
| [06:16.68] | |
| [06:18.69] | The fiddler, he now steps to the road |
| [06:21.24] | |
| [06:23.25] | He writes ev' rything' s been returned which was owed |
| [06:26.63] | |
| [06:28.49] | On the back of the fish truck that loads |
| [06:31.56] | |
| [06:32.93] | While my conscience explodes |
| [06:34.44] | |
| [06:38.74] | The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain |
| [06:44.30] | |
| [06:49.24] | And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain |
| [00:02.07] | |
| [00:04.07] | |
| [00:11.39] | 正如夜晚不正是耍些阴谋诡计的好时机吗 当你试图保持沉静内敛 |
| [00:21.83] | 我们困坐于此 虽然我们一再极力反对 |
| [00:31.95] | 路易丝手上沾满雨水赖着不走 一再诱使你去负隅顽抗 |
| [00:42.32] | 对面阁楼的光线摇曳四溢 |
| [00:48.38] | 房间里热导管低沉得响个不停 |
| [00:53.94] | 乡村音乐台舒缓地奏响旋律 |
| [00:57.82] | 但确实没什么 真的没什么需要闭嘴安静 |
| [01:07.82] | 只有路易丝和她的情人扭成一团 |
| [01:18.26] | 和占据我心中的乔安娜的种种形象 |
| [01:39.27] | 空地上女人们叩响钥匙链大玩捉迷藏的游戏 |
| [01:49.64] | 夜店女孩在火车上窃窃私语聊着那些恶作剧 |
| [01:59.36] | 我们能听到守夜人举着手电筒四处敲打巡逻 |
| [02:03.49] | 他狐疑自问是他自己还是他们真的荒唐无度 |
| [02:09.29] | 路易丝她没什么大碍 她只是在附近徘徊 |
| [02:14.80] | 她温润优雅就像一面剔透的镜子 |
| [02:19.49] | 但她只是让一切都利落明了 |
| [02:23.42] | 可乔安娜已抽身离去 |
| [02:32.24] | 电力之鬼在她头骨里肆意咆哮 |
| [02:42.92] | 乔安娜的纷乱形象彻底取代了我的位置 |
| [03:01.42] | 现在啊 迷途的小孩他总是谨小慎微 |
| [03:09.74] | 他拿他的悲剧自我吹嘘 他喜欢活在危机之中 |
| [03:18.05] | 当她的名字赫然出现 |
| [03:20.92] | 他凑过来和我匆匆吻别 |
| [03:27.42] | 他一定有一肚子的苦水 但一切都徒劳无用 |
| [03:37.17] | 只能靠在墙边低声嘀咕几句 而我正等在大厅 |
| [03:46.29] | 我该作何解释呢 |
| [03:50.67] | 事情很难才有眉目 |
| [03:57.92] | 乔安娜的这些形象啊 支撑着我挨到天亮 |
| [04:18.05] | 博物馆里面 永恒正在不断上升扩张 |
| [04:25.54] | 回声随后如某种拯救人心的力量 |
| [04:35.79] | 但是蒙娜丽莎啊一定还沉浸在公路蓝调中 |
| [04:39.61] | 你能一眼瞧出她微笑的神秘表情 |
| [04:45.79] | 瞧瞧那些一开始就没有舞伴的壁花在旁呆若木鸡 |
| [04:51.36] | 当脸上搽得像果冻般滑腻的女人纷纷打起喷嚏 |
| [04:56.73] | 只听见那个大胡子一声“咿呀”蓦地响起 |
| [05:00.35] | 我发现我已双膝如木 |
| [05:06.35] | 噢 珠宝和望远镜纷纷挂在骡子头一起转圈 |
| [05:16.85] | 但是乔安娜的这些形象让一切变得如此残酷 |
| [05:35.75] | 现在小贩向伯爵夫人献媚 她精神焕发地装作喜欢他似的 |
| [05:43.68] | 小贩说 赐我个名字吧 别让人以为我白吃白喝 我会溜达出去为他日夜祈祷 |
| [05:53.88] | 但正如路易丝常说的那样 |
| [05:56.24] | 你无法预见未来 你能吗伙计 |
| [06:00.62] | 当她自己为他准备就绪 |
| [06:03.81] | 麦当娜女士仍没准备好出来表演 |
| [06:09.18] | 我们眼睁睁看着这个空洞腐朽的牢笼 |
| [06:14.31] | 她在舞台上穿的披肩曾在半空飘动 |
| [06:18.69] | 小提琴手他现在踱步走到街道上 |
| [06:23.25] | 他写下他曾欠下的需要归还的无数清单 |
| [06:28.49] | 摇摇晃晃就在满载的运鱼车背后 |
| [06:32.93] | 当我的良知振聋发聩涌上心头 |
| [06:38.74] | 口琴纷纷弹奏起万能钥匙和密集的雨点 |
| [06:49.24] | 乔安娜的这些形象现在又通通降临在我眼前 |
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