The Talkative Woman and The Two Star General 歌词
| 歌曲 | The Talkative Woman and The Two Star General |
| 歌手 | Dory Previn |
| 专辑 | Reflections In A Mud Puddle |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Previn | |
| Some other nightmy love | |
| Some other night you say | |
| Of course you're rightdear generalbut before you go awaymay | |
| I please continuejust a moment morebefore you close the doorand goodbye | |
| Let's seeWhere was | |
| I?Oh yesI was going on about colorsthe different kindsof red | |
| Some redsare like familiar friendsthey spring from the growing earththey flow with the moonand tides some readsare the badges of bridesand birth | |
| PleaseDon't lose patience general | |
| Stay just a little while | |
| I'm merely speaking of colors | |
| Perhaps I'll make you smile | |
| Some redsare unnatural enemiesthey crawl out of open veinsthey creepand slide from gaping woundslike medals of prideand pain | |
| Some reds are close to purple | |
| Oh my darling | |
| What do I mean? | |
| Pleasedon't put on your jacket yet | |
| Some reds are closer to green | |
| Some other night | |
| My loveSome other night you say | |
| Of course you're right | |
| Dear general | |
| You're right to turn away | |
| But you recoiled | |
| Is something soiled? | |
| To stain a sensitive soulsuch as yourswould never be my goal | |
| But I digress | |
| Where was | |
| I?Oh yesBack to the subject of colors | |
| Perhapsif someone tried to wear the redof birth and bridesif one could lose his prideand see the other sidehe'd have less needto spill the rudethe cruelthe crawlingreds that kill | |
| You'd better put on | |
| Your jacket now | |
| There's beginning to be a chill | |
| Such a silly | |
| Talkative woman am | |
| IForgive me if you will | |
| For keeping you dear general | |
| SirYou have a quota to fill | |
| While I carry onabout colorspurple green and redthe badges of the livingthe medals of the dead |
| zuo qu : Previn | |
| Some other nightmy love | |
| Some other night you say | |
| Of course you' re rightdear generalbut before you go awaymay | |
| I please continuejust a moment morebefore you close the doorand goodbye | |
| Let' s seeWhere was | |
| I? Oh yesI was going on about colorsthe different kindsof red | |
| Some redsare like familiar friendsthey spring from the growing earththey flow with the moonand tides some readsare the badges of bridesand birth | |
| PleaseDon' t lose patience general | |
| Stay just a little while | |
| I' m merely speaking of colors | |
| Perhaps I' ll make you smile | |
| Some redsare unnatural enemiesthey crawl out of open veinsthey creepand slide from gaping woundslike medals of prideand pain | |
| Some reds are close to purple | |
| Oh my darling | |
| What do I mean? | |
| Pleasedon' t put on your jacket yet | |
| Some reds are closer to green | |
| Some other night | |
| My loveSome other night you say | |
| Of course you' re right | |
| Dear general | |
| You' re right to turn away | |
| But you recoiled | |
| Is something soiled? | |
| To stain a sensitive soulsuch as yourswould never be my goal | |
| But I digress | |
| Where was | |
| I? Oh yesBack to the subject of colors | |
| Perhapsif someone tried to wear the redof birth and bridesif one could lose his prideand see the other sidehe' d have less needto spill the rudethe cruelthe crawlingreds that kill | |
| You' d better put on | |
| Your jacket now | |
| There' s beginning to be a chill | |
| Such a silly | |
| Talkative woman am | |
| IForgive me if you will | |
| For keeping you dear general | |
| SirYou have a quota to fill | |
| While I carry onabout colorspurple green and redthe badges of the livingthe medals of the dead |
| zuò qǔ : Previn | |
| Some other nightmy love | |
| Some other night you say | |
| Of course you' re rightdear generalbut before you go awaymay | |
| I please continuejust a moment morebefore you close the doorand goodbye | |
| Let' s seeWhere was | |
| I? Oh yesI was going on about colorsthe different kindsof red | |
| Some redsare like familiar friendsthey spring from the growing earththey flow with the moonand tides some readsare the badges of bridesand birth | |
| PleaseDon' t lose patience general | |
| Stay just a little while | |
| I' m merely speaking of colors | |
| Perhaps I' ll make you smile | |
| Some redsare unnatural enemiesthey crawl out of open veinsthey creepand slide from gaping woundslike medals of prideand pain | |
| Some reds are close to purple | |
| Oh my darling | |
| What do I mean? | |
| Pleasedon' t put on your jacket yet | |
| Some reds are closer to green | |
| Some other night | |
| My loveSome other night you say | |
| Of course you' re right | |
| Dear general | |
| You' re right to turn away | |
| But you recoiled | |
| Is something soiled? | |
| To stain a sensitive soulsuch as yourswould never be my goal | |
| But I digress | |
| Where was | |
| I? Oh yesBack to the subject of colors | |
| Perhapsif someone tried to wear the redof birth and bridesif one could lose his prideand see the other sidehe' d have less needto spill the rudethe cruelthe crawlingreds that kill | |
| You' d better put on | |
| Your jacket now | |
| There' s beginning to be a chill | |
| Such a silly | |
| Talkative woman am | |
| IForgive me if you will | |
| For keeping you dear general | |
| SirYou have a quota to fill | |
| While I carry onabout colorspurple green and redthe badges of the livingthe medals of the dead |
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