| 歌曲 | To Ramona |
| 歌手 | Bob Dylan |
| 专辑 | The Bob Dylan 60's Collection |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| [offset:0] | |
| [00:01.23] | Artist:bob dylan |
| [00:02.04] | Songs Title:to ramona |
| [00:03.60] | Ramona, come closer, |
| [00:05.42] | Shut softly your watery eyes. |
| [00:07.54] | |
| [00:11.98] | The pangs of your sadness |
| [00:13.67] | Shall pass as your senses will rise. |
| [00:15.86] | |
| [00:20.66] | The flowers of the city |
| [00:22.67] | Though breathlike, get deathlike at times. |
| [00:24.79] | |
| [00:31.29] | And theres no use in tryin |
| [00:33.91] | T deal with the dyin, |
| [00:36.23] | Though I cannot explain that in lines. |
| [00:38.11] | |
| [00:53.17] | Your cracked country lips, |
| [00:55.58] | I still wish to kiss, |
| [00:57.65] | As to be under the strength of your skin. |
| [01:04.09] | Your magnetic movements |
| [01:06.15] | Still capture the minutes Im in. |
| [01:07.60] | |
| [01:12.96] | But it grieves my heart, love, |
| [01:15.69] | To see you tryin to be a part of |
| [01:18.00] | A world that just dont exist. |
| [01:24.88] | Its all just a dream, babe, |
| [01:26.82] | A vacuum, a scheme, babe, |
| [01:29.25] | That sucks you into feelin like this. |
| [01:34.34] | |
| [01:36.31] | I can see that your head |
| [01:38.51] | Has been twisted and fed |
| [01:40.64] | By worthless foam from the mouth. |
| [01:46.25] | |
| [01:47.00] | I can tell you are torn |
| [01:49.00] | Between stayin and returnin |
| [01:51.62] | |
| [01:52.19] | On back to the south. |
| [01:54.57] | |
| [01:57.26] | Youve been fooled into thinking |
| [01:59.13] | That the finishin end is at hand. |
| [02:00.12] | |
| [02:04.72] | Yet theres no one to beat you, |
| [02:08.16] | No one t defeat you, |
| [02:10.68] | cept the thoughts of yourself feeling bad. |
| [02:17.58] | |
| [02:18.82] | Ive heard you say many times |
| [02:20.07] | That youre better n no one |
| [02:24.57] | And no one is better n you. |
| [02:27.76] | |
| [02:30.37] | If you really believe that, |
| [02:32.25] | You know you got |
| [02:34.50] | Nothing to win and nothing to lose. |
| [02:37.00] | |
| [02:41.96] | From fixtures and forces and friends, |
| [02:43.40] | Your sorrow does stem, |
| [02:51.02] | That hype you and type you, |
| [02:52.72] | Making you feel |
| [02:54.46] | That you must be exactly like them. |
| [03:01.51] | Id forever talk to you, |
| [03:03.70] | But soon my words, |
| [03:05.82] | They would turn into a meaningless ring. |
| [03:10.37] | |
| [03:12.62] | For deep in my heart |
| [03:14.13] | I know there is no help I can bring. |
| [03:15.27] | |
| [03:22.01] | Everything passes, |
| [03:22.52] | Everything changes, |
| [03:24.38] | Just do what you think you should do. |
| [03:27.75] | |
| [03:33.19] | And someday maybe, |
| [03:35.19] | Who knows, baby, |
| [03:37.13] | Ill come and be cryin to you. |
| offset: 0 | |
| [00:01.23] | Artist: bob dylan |
| [00:02.04] | Songs Title: to ramona |
| [00:03.60] | Ramona, come closer, |
| [00:05.42] | Shut softly your watery eyes. |
| [00:07.54] | |
| [00:11.98] | The pangs of your sadness |
| [00:13.67] | Shall pass as your senses will rise. |
| [00:15.86] | |
| [00:20.66] | The flowers of the city |
| [00:22.67] | Though breathlike, get deathlike at times. |
| [00:24.79] | |
| [00:31.29] | And theres no use in tryin |
| [00:33.91] | T deal with the dyin, |
| [00:36.23] | Though I cannot explain that in lines. |
| [00:38.11] | |
| [00:53.17] | Your cracked country lips, |
| [00:55.58] | I still wish to kiss, |
| [00:57.65] | As to be under the strength of your skin. |
| [01:04.09] | Your magnetic movements |
| [01:06.15] | Still capture the minutes Im in. |
| [01:07.60] | |
| [01:12.96] | But it grieves my heart, love, |
| [01:15.69] | To see you tryin to be a part of |
| [01:18.00] | A world that just dont exist. |
| [01:24.88] | Its all just a dream, babe, |
| [01:26.82] | A vacuum, a scheme, babe, |
| [01:29.25] | That sucks you into feelin like this. |
| [01:34.34] | |
| [01:36.31] | I can see that your head |
| [01:38.51] | Has been twisted and fed |
| [01:40.64] | By worthless foam from the mouth. |
| [01:46.25] | |
| [01:47.00] | I can tell you are torn |
| [01:49.00] | Between stayin and returnin |
| [01:51.62] | |
| [01:52.19] | On back to the south. |
| [01:54.57] | |
| [01:57.26] | Youve been fooled into thinking |
| [01:59.13] | That the finishin end is at hand. |
| [02:00.12] | |
| [02:04.72] | Yet theres no one to beat you, |
| [02:08.16] | No one t defeat you, |
| [02:10.68] | cept the thoughts of yourself feeling bad. |
| [02:17.58] | |
| [02:18.82] | Ive heard you say many times |
| [02:20.07] | That youre better n no one |
| [02:24.57] | And no one is better n you. |
| [02:27.76] | |
| [02:30.37] | If you really believe that, |
| [02:32.25] | You know you got |
| [02:34.50] | Nothing to win and nothing to lose. |
| [02:37.00] | |
| [02:41.96] | From fixtures and forces and friends, |
| [02:43.40] | Your sorrow does stem, |
| [02:51.02] | That hype you and type you, |
| [02:52.72] | Making you feel |
| [02:54.46] | That you must be exactly like them. |
| [03:01.51] | Id forever talk to you, |
| [03:03.70] | But soon my words, |
| [03:05.82] | They would turn into a meaningless ring. |
| [03:10.37] | |
| [03:12.62] | For deep in my heart |
| [03:14.13] | I know there is no help I can bring. |
| [03:15.27] | |
| [03:22.01] | Everything passes, |
| [03:22.52] | Everything changes, |
| [03:24.38] | Just do what you think you should do. |
| [03:27.75] | |
| [03:33.19] | And someday maybe, |
| [03:35.19] | Who knows, baby, |
| [03:37.13] | Ill come and be cryin to you. |
| offset: 0 | |
| [00:01.23] | Artist: bob dylan |
| [00:02.04] | Songs Title: to ramona |
| [00:03.60] | Ramona, come closer, |
| [00:05.42] | Shut softly your watery eyes. |
| [00:07.54] | |
| [00:11.98] | The pangs of your sadness |
| [00:13.67] | Shall pass as your senses will rise. |
| [00:15.86] | |
| [00:20.66] | The flowers of the city |
| [00:22.67] | Though breathlike, get deathlike at times. |
| [00:24.79] | |
| [00:31.29] | And theres no use in tryin |
| [00:33.91] | T deal with the dyin, |
| [00:36.23] | Though I cannot explain that in lines. |
| [00:38.11] | |
| [00:53.17] | Your cracked country lips, |
| [00:55.58] | I still wish to kiss, |
| [00:57.65] | As to be under the strength of your skin. |
| [01:04.09] | Your magnetic movements |
| [01:06.15] | Still capture the minutes Im in. |
| [01:07.60] | |
| [01:12.96] | But it grieves my heart, love, |
| [01:15.69] | To see you tryin to be a part of |
| [01:18.00] | A world that just dont exist. |
| [01:24.88] | Its all just a dream, babe, |
| [01:26.82] | A vacuum, a scheme, babe, |
| [01:29.25] | That sucks you into feelin like this. |
| [01:34.34] | |
| [01:36.31] | I can see that your head |
| [01:38.51] | Has been twisted and fed |
| [01:40.64] | By worthless foam from the mouth. |
| [01:46.25] | |
| [01:47.00] | I can tell you are torn |
| [01:49.00] | Between stayin and returnin |
| [01:51.62] | |
| [01:52.19] | On back to the south. |
| [01:54.57] | |
| [01:57.26] | Youve been fooled into thinking |
| [01:59.13] | That the finishin end is at hand. |
| [02:00.12] | |
| [02:04.72] | Yet theres no one to beat you, |
| [02:08.16] | No one t defeat you, |
| [02:10.68] | cept the thoughts of yourself feeling bad. |
| [02:17.58] | |
| [02:18.82] | Ive heard you say many times |
| [02:20.07] | That youre better n no one |
| [02:24.57] | And no one is better n you. |
| [02:27.76] | |
| [02:30.37] | If you really believe that, |
| [02:32.25] | You know you got |
| [02:34.50] | Nothing to win and nothing to lose. |
| [02:37.00] | |
| [02:41.96] | From fixtures and forces and friends, |
| [02:43.40] | Your sorrow does stem, |
| [02:51.02] | That hype you and type you, |
| [02:52.72] | Making you feel |
| [02:54.46] | That you must be exactly like them. |
| [03:01.51] | Id forever talk to you, |
| [03:03.70] | But soon my words, |
| [03:05.82] | They would turn into a meaningless ring. |
| [03:10.37] | |
| [03:12.62] | For deep in my heart |
| [03:14.13] | I know there is no help I can bring. |
| [03:15.27] | |
| [03:22.01] | Everything passes, |
| [03:22.52] | Everything changes, |
| [03:24.38] | Just do what you think you should do. |
| [03:27.75] | |
| [03:33.19] | And someday maybe, |
| [03:35.19] | Who knows, baby, |
| [03:37.13] | Ill come and be cryin to you. |
| [00:01.23] | |
| [00:02.04] | |
| [00:03.60] | Ramona靠近些吧 |
| [00:05.42] | 闭上你湿润的双眸 |
| [00:11.98] | |
| [00:13.67] | 当你清醒的时候,那些悲伤的折磨也将不复存在 |
| [00:20.66] | 城市中的花朵啊, |
| [00:22.67] | 虽气息犹存,却如槁木寂灰 |
| [00:31.29] | 平和地与死亡共处, |
| [00:33.91] | 只是一种徒劳 |
| [00:36.23] | 而我也无能为力将它诉诸语言 |
| [00:53.17] | 你那干裂斑驳的双唇, |
| [00:55.58] | 我仍然渴望一吻 |
| [00:57.65] | 就好像你皮肤下蕴藏的能量 |
| [01:04.09] | 你那充满魅力的一颦一笑, |
| [01:06.15] | 仍然时刻倾倒我心 |
| [01:12.96] | 可是亲爱的,我又为你痛苦着 |
| [01:15.69] | 你正试着努力成为其一分子的那个世界, |
| [01:18.00] | 它其实并不存在 |
| [01:24.88] | 这只是一场梦,亲爱的 |
| [01:26.82] | 一场虚空,一场阴谋 |
| [01:29.25] | 为了让你深陷沉溺,不可自拔 |
| [01:36.31] | 我能看到你不断地扭头, |
| [01:38.51] | |
| [01:40.64] | 将一堆毫无价值的废话塞满你自己的嘴巴 |
| [01:47.00] | |
| [01:49.00] | |
| [01:52.19] | 我能看到你为自己是选择留下还是回南方,而纠结辗转 |
| [01:57.26] | 你曾经天真地以为, |
| [01:59.13] | 一切的解决之道都掌握在自己的手中 |
| [02:04.72] | 既然没人能打倒你, |
| [02:08.16] | 没人能征服你 |
| [02:10.68] | 最后压垮你的,其实还是你自己 |
| [02:18.82] | 我听你讲过很多次了 |
| [02:20.07] | 你并不比别人好多少 |
| [02:24.57] | 也并没有人比你强多少 |
| [02:30.37] | 如果真那样的话 |
| [02:32.25] | 我想你应该知道, |
| [02:34.50] | 患得患失其实并没意义 |
| [02:41.96] | 你的苦恼只来源于你的朋友和舆论的压力 |
| [02:43.40] | 他们激励你, |
| [02:51.02] | 塑造你 |
| [02:52.72] | 让你相信 |
| [02:54.46] | 自己会变成他们,一模一样 |
| [03:01.51] | 我愿一直和你倾谈 |
| [03:03.70] | 可不久我就会词穷, |
| [03:05.82] | 它们最终沦为一堆没有意义的音符 |
| [03:12.62] | 在内心深处, |
| [03:14.13] | 我知道我其实真的爱莫能助 |
| [03:22.01] | 时移世易 |
| [03:22.52] | 世事变迁 |
| [03:24.38] | 去做应该做的事情吧 |
| [03:33.19] | 说不定还真有一天 |
| [03:35.19] | 谁知道呢,亲爱的 |
| [03:37.13] | 我会跑过来,向你哭泣 |