| [ti:Changing Of The Guards] | |
| [ar:bob dylan] | |
| [00:04.465] | Artist ：bob dylan |
| [00:05.716] | Songs Title ：changing of the guards |
| [00:07.866] | Sixteen years, |
| [00:11.16] | Sixteen banners united over the field |
| [00:20.517] | Where the good shepherd grieves. |
| [00:24.416] | Desperate men,desperate women divided, |
| [00:32.318] | Spreading their wings neath the falling leaves. |
| [00:40.217] | Fortune calls. |
| [00:43.668] | I stepped forth from the shadows,to the marketplace, |
| [00:51.869] | Merchants and thieves,hungry for power,my last deal gone down. |
| [00:59.368] | Shes smelling sweet like the meadows where she was born, |
| [01:06.919] | On midsummers eve,near the tower. |
| [01:26.771] | The cold-blooded moon. |
| [01:30.521] | The captain waits above the celebration |
| [01:34.722] | Sending his thoughts to a beloved maid |
| [01:42.681] | Whose ebony face is beyond communication. |
| [01:50.532] | The captain is down but still believing that his love will be repaid. |
| [01:58.31] | They shaved her head. |
| [02:01.381] | She was torn between jupiter and apollo. |
| [02:05.533] | A messenger arrived with a black nightingale. |
| [02:13.583] | I seen her on the stairs and I couldnt help but follow, |
| [02:21.234] | Follow her down past the fountain where they lifted her veil. |
| [02:44.334] | I stumbled to my feet. |
| [02:47.835] | I rode past destruction in the ditches |
| [02:52.634] | With the stitches still mending neath a heart-shaped tattoo. |
| [03:00.285] | Renegade priests and treacherous young witches |
| [03:08.586] | Were handing out the flowers that Id given to you. |
| [03:15.235] | The palace of mirrors |
| [03:19.186] | Where dog soldiers are reflected, |
| [03:23.437] | The endless road and the wailing of chimes, |
| [03:31.188] | The empty rooms where her memory is protected, |
| [03:39.89] | Where the angels voices whisper to the souls of previous times. |
| [04:01.589] | She wakes him up |
| [04:05.40] | Forty-eight hours later,the sun is breaking |
| [04:09.490] | Near broken chains,mountain laurel and rolling rocks. |
| [04:17.191] | Shes begging to know what measures he now will be taking. |
| [04:25.41] | Hes pulling her down and shes clutching on to his long golden locks. |
| [04:32.893] | Gentlemen,he said, |
| [04:36.241] | I dont need your organization,Ive shined your shoes, |
| [04:45.193] | Ive moved your mountains and marked your cards |
| [04:48.43] | But eden is burning,either brace yourself for elimination |
| [04:55.744] | Or else your hearts must have the courage for the changing of the guards. |
| [05:18.994] | Peace will come |
| [05:22.295] | With tranquility and splendor on the wheels of fire |
| [05:30.546] | But will bring us no reward when her false idols fall |
| [05:37.896] | And cruel death surrenders with its pale ghost retreating |
| [05:45.647] | Between the king and the queen of swords. |
| [05:48.497] | 小秀制作 |
| ti: Changing Of The Guards | |
| ar: bob dylan | |
| [00:04.465] | Artist : bob dylan |
| [00:05.716] | Songs Title : changing of the guards |
| [00:07.866] | Sixteen years, |
| [00:11.16] | Sixteen banners united over the field |
| [00:20.517] | Where the good shepherd grieves. |
| [00:24.416] | Desperate men, desperate women divided, |
| [00:32.318] | Spreading their wings neath the falling leaves. |
| [00:40.217] | Fortune calls. |
| [00:43.668] | I stepped forth from the shadows, to the marketplace, |
| [00:51.869] | Merchants and thieves, hungry for power, my last deal gone down. |
| [00:59.368] | Shes smelling sweet like the meadows where she was born, |
| [01:06.919] | On midsummers eve, near the tower. |
| [01:26.771] | The coldblooded moon. |
| [01:30.521] | The captain waits above the celebration |
| [01:34.722] | Sending his thoughts to a beloved maid |
| [01:42.681] | Whose ebony face is beyond communication. |
| [01:50.532] | The captain is down but still believing that his love will be repaid. |
| [01:58.31] | They shaved her head. |
| [02:01.381] | She was torn between jupiter and apollo. |
| [02:05.533] | A messenger arrived with a black nightingale. |
| [02:13.583] | I seen her on the stairs and I couldnt help but follow, |
| [02:21.234] | Follow her down past the fountain where they lifted her veil. |
| [02:44.334] | I stumbled to my feet. |
| [02:47.835] | I rode past destruction in the ditches |
| [02:52.634] | With the stitches still mending neath a heartshaped tattoo. |
| [03:00.285] | Renegade priests and treacherous young witches |
| [03:08.586] | Were handing out the flowers that Id given to you. |
| [03:15.235] | The palace of mirrors |
| [03:19.186] | Where dog soldiers are reflected, |
| [03:23.437] | The endless road and the wailing of chimes, |
| [03:31.188] | The empty rooms where her memory is protected, |
| [03:39.89] | Where the angels voices whisper to the souls of previous times. |
| [04:01.589] | She wakes him up |
| [04:05.40] | Fortyeight hours later, the sun is breaking |
| [04:09.490] | Near broken chains, mountain laurel and rolling rocks. |
| [04:17.191] | Shes begging to know what measures he now will be taking. |
| [04:25.41] | Hes pulling her down and shes clutching on to his long golden locks. |
| [04:32.893] | Gentlemen, he said, |
| [04:36.241] | I dont need your organization, Ive shined your shoes, |
| [04:45.193] | Ive moved your mountains and marked your cards |
| [04:48.43] | But eden is burning, either brace yourself for elimination |
| [04:55.744] | Or else your hearts must have the courage for the changing of the guards. |
| [05:18.994] | Peace will come |
| [05:22.295] | With tranquility and splendor on the wheels of fire |
| [05:30.546] | But will bring us no reward when her false idols fall |
| [05:37.896] | And cruel death surrenders with its pale ghost retreating |
| [05:45.647] | Between the king and the queen of swords. |
| [05:48.497] | xiao xiu zhi zuo |
| ti: Changing Of The Guards | |
| ar: bob dylan | |
| [00:04.465] | Artist : bob dylan |
| [00:05.716] | Songs Title : changing of the guards |
| [00:07.866] | Sixteen years, |
| [00:11.16] | Sixteen banners united over the field |
| [00:20.517] | Where the good shepherd grieves. |
| [00:24.416] | Desperate men, desperate women divided, |
| [00:32.318] | Spreading their wings neath the falling leaves. |
| [00:40.217] | Fortune calls. |
| [00:43.668] | I stepped forth from the shadows, to the marketplace, |
| [00:51.869] | Merchants and thieves, hungry for power, my last deal gone down. |
| [00:59.368] | Shes smelling sweet like the meadows where she was born, |
| [01:06.919] | On midsummers eve, near the tower. |
| [01:26.771] | The coldblooded moon. |
| [01:30.521] | The captain waits above the celebration |
| [01:34.722] | Sending his thoughts to a beloved maid |
| [01:42.681] | Whose ebony face is beyond communication. |
| [01:50.532] | The captain is down but still believing that his love will be repaid. |
| [01:58.31] | They shaved her head. |
| [02:01.381] | She was torn between jupiter and apollo. |
| [02:05.533] | A messenger arrived with a black nightingale. |
| [02:13.583] | I seen her on the stairs and I couldnt help but follow, |
| [02:21.234] | Follow her down past the fountain where they lifted her veil. |
| [02:44.334] | I stumbled to my feet. |
| [02:47.835] | I rode past destruction in the ditches |
| [02:52.634] | With the stitches still mending neath a heartshaped tattoo. |
| [03:00.285] | Renegade priests and treacherous young witches |
| [03:08.586] | Were handing out the flowers that Id given to you. |
| [03:15.235] | The palace of mirrors |
| [03:19.186] | Where dog soldiers are reflected, |
| [03:23.437] | The endless road and the wailing of chimes, |
| [03:31.188] | The empty rooms where her memory is protected, |
| [03:39.89] | Where the angels voices whisper to the souls of previous times. |
| [04:01.589] | She wakes him up |
| [04:05.40] | Fortyeight hours later, the sun is breaking |
| [04:09.490] | Near broken chains, mountain laurel and rolling rocks. |
| [04:17.191] | Shes begging to know what measures he now will be taking. |
| [04:25.41] | Hes pulling her down and shes clutching on to his long golden locks. |
| [04:32.893] | Gentlemen, he said, |
| [04:36.241] | I dont need your organization, Ive shined your shoes, |
| [04:45.193] | Ive moved your mountains and marked your cards |
| [04:48.43] | But eden is burning, either brace yourself for elimination |
| [04:55.744] | Or else your hearts must have the courage for the changing of the guards. |
| [05:18.994] | Peace will come |
| [05:22.295] | With tranquility and splendor on the wheels of fire |
| [05:30.546] | But will bring us no reward when her false idols fall |
| [05:37.896] | And cruel death surrenders with its pale ghost retreating |
| [05:45.647] | Between the king and the queen of swords. |
| [05:48.497] | xiǎo xiù zhì zuò |
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