The Boxer 歌词

歌曲	The Boxer
歌手	Simon & Garfunkel
专辑	The Best Of Simon & Garfunkel
下载	Image LRC TXT

[00:00.00]	作词 : Simon
[00:06.12]	I am just a poor boy
[00:08.00]	though my story's seldom told.
[00:10.63]	I have squandered my resistance
[00:13.56]	for a pocketful of mumbles,
[00:15.37]	such are promises.
[00:16.81]	All lies and jest.
[00:19.43]	Still, a man hears what he wants to hear
[00:23.37]	and disregards the rest.
[00:25.56]	Mmm.......
[00:27.74]	Mmm.......
[00:35.87]	When I left my home
[00:37.43]	and my family.
[00:38.49]	I was no more than a boy.
[00:41.18]	In the company of strangers,
[00:43.18]	in the quiet of the railway station
[00:46.24]	running scared.
[00:49.56]	Laying low,
[00:51.43]	seeking out the poorer quarters
[00:53.44]	where the ragged people go.
[00:56.62]	Looking for the places
[00:58.25]	only they would know.
[01:01.43]	Lie-la-lie.....
[01:04.93]	Lie-la-lie.....
[01:17.49]	Asking only workman's wages,
[01:19.43]	I come looking for a job
[01:21.68]	but I get no offers.
[01:25.24]	Just a come-on from the whores
[01:27.55]	on Seventh Avenue.
[01:31.18]	I do declare,
[01:32.86]	there were times
[01:33.99]	when I was so lonesome
[01:36.11]	I took some comfort there.
[02:10.55]	Lie-la-lie.....
[02:15.67]	Lie-la-lie.....
[02:26.67]	Lie-la-lie.....
[02:27.05]	Then I'm laying out
[02:29.05]	my winter clothes
[02:29.87]	and wishing I was gone.
[02:34.99]	Going home,
[02:35.61]	where the New York City winters
[02:38.05]	aren't bleeding me.
[02:39.92]	Leading me
[02:43.87]	going home.
[02:53.05]	In the clearing stands a boxer,
[02:55.67]	and a fighter by his trade.
[02:58.61]	And he carries the reminders
[02:59.80]	of ev'ry glove that laid him down
[03:03.55]	or cut him till he cried out.
[03:06.30]	In his anger and his shame,
[03:08.19]	"I am leaving, I am leaving."
[03:10.69]	But the fighter still remains.
[03:13.56]	Mmm............
[03:18.37]	Lie-la-lie..............Lie-la-lie
[03:23.64]	Lie-la-lie..............Lie-la-lie
[03:31.27]
[03:33.85]	Lie-la-lie..............Lie-la-lie
[03:41.36]	Lie-la-lie..............Lie-la-lie
[03:54.04]	Lie-la-lie..............Lie-la-lie
[04:01.55]	Lie-la-lie..............Lie-la-lie
[04:09.92]	Lie-la-lie..............Lie-la-lie
[04:26.74]	Lie-la-lie..............Lie-la-lie

[00:00.00]	zuo ci : Simon
[00:06.12]	I am just a poor boy
[00:08.00]	though my story' s seldom told.
[00:10.63]	I have squandered my resistance
[00:13.56]	for a pocketful of mumbles,
[00:15.37]	such are promises.
[00:16.81]	All lies and jest.
[00:19.43]	Still, a man hears what he wants to hear
[00:23.37]	and disregards the rest.
[00:25.56]	Mmm.......
[00:27.74]	Mmm.......
[00:35.87]	When I left my home
[00:37.43]	and my family.
[00:38.49]	I was no more than a boy.
[00:41.18]	In the company of strangers,
[00:43.18]	in the quiet of the railway station
[00:46.24]	running scared.
[00:49.56]	Laying low,
[00:51.43]	seeking out the poorer quarters
[00:53.44]	where the ragged people go.
[00:56.62]	Looking for the places
[00:58.25]	only they would know.
[01:01.43]	Lielalie.....
[01:04.93]	Lielalie.....
[01:17.49]	Asking only workman' s wages,
[01:19.43]	I come looking for a job
[01:21.68]	but I get no offers.
[01:25.24]	Just a comeon from the whores
[01:27.55]	on Seventh Avenue.
[01:31.18]	I do declare,
[01:32.86]	there were times
[01:33.99]	when I was so lonesome
[01:36.11]	I took some comfort there.
[02:10.55]	Lielalie.....
[02:15.67]	Lielalie.....
[02:26.67]	Lielalie.....
[02:27.05]	Then I' m laying out
[02:29.05]	my winter clothes
[02:29.87]	and wishing I was gone.
[02:34.99]	Going home,
[02:35.61]	where the New York City winters
[02:38.05]	aren' t bleeding me.
[02:39.92]	Leading me
[02:43.87]	going home.
[02:53.05]	In the clearing stands a boxer,
[02:55.67]	and a fighter by his trade.
[02:58.61]	And he carries the reminders
[02:59.80]	of ev' ry glove that laid him down
[03:03.55]	or cut him till he cried out.
[03:06.30]	In his anger and his shame,
[03:08.19]	" I am leaving, I am leaving."
[03:10.69]	But the fighter still remains.
[03:13.56]	Mmm............
[03:18.37]	Lielalie.............. Lielalie
[03:23.64]	Lielalie.............. Lielalie
[03:31.27]
[03:33.85]	Lielalie.............. Lielalie
[03:41.36]	Lielalie.............. Lielalie
[03:54.04]	Lielalie.............. Lielalie
[04:01.55]	Lielalie.............. Lielalie
[04:09.92]	Lielalie.............. Lielalie
[04:26.74]	Lielalie.............. Lielalie

[00:00.00]	zuò cí : Simon
[00:06.12]	I am just a poor boy
[00:08.00]	though my story' s seldom told.
[00:10.63]	I have squandered my resistance
[00:13.56]	for a pocketful of mumbles,
[00:15.37]	such are promises.
[00:16.81]	All lies and jest.
[00:19.43]	Still, a man hears what he wants to hear
[00:23.37]	and disregards the rest.
[00:25.56]	Mmm.......
[00:27.74]	Mmm.......
[00:35.87]	When I left my home
[00:37.43]	and my family.
[00:38.49]	I was no more than a boy.
[00:41.18]	In the company of strangers,
[00:43.18]	in the quiet of the railway station
[00:46.24]	running scared.
[00:49.56]	Laying low,
[00:51.43]	seeking out the poorer quarters
[00:53.44]	where the ragged people go.
[00:56.62]	Looking for the places
[00:58.25]	only they would know.
[01:01.43]	Lielalie.....
[01:04.93]	Lielalie.....
[01:17.49]	Asking only workman' s wages,
[01:19.43]	I come looking for a job
[01:21.68]	but I get no offers.
[01:25.24]	Just a comeon from the whores
[01:27.55]	on Seventh Avenue.
[01:31.18]	I do declare,
[01:32.86]	there were times
[01:33.99]	when I was so lonesome
[01:36.11]	I took some comfort there.
[02:10.55]	Lielalie.....
[02:15.67]	Lielalie.....
[02:26.67]	Lielalie.....
[02:27.05]	Then I' m laying out
[02:29.05]	my winter clothes
[02:29.87]	and wishing I was gone.
[02:34.99]	Going home,
[02:35.61]	where the New York City winters
[02:38.05]	aren' t bleeding me.
[02:39.92]	Leading me
[02:43.87]	going home.
[02:53.05]	In the clearing stands a boxer,
[02:55.67]	and a fighter by his trade.
[02:58.61]	And he carries the reminders
[02:59.80]	of ev' ry glove that laid him down
[03:03.55]	or cut him till he cried out.
[03:06.30]	In his anger and his shame,
[03:08.19]	" I am leaving, I am leaving."
[03:10.69]	But the fighter still remains.
[03:13.56]	Mmm............
[03:18.37]	Lielalie.............. Lielalie
[03:23.64]	Lielalie.............. Lielalie
[03:31.27]
[03:33.85]	Lielalie.............. Lielalie
[03:41.36]	Lielalie.............. Lielalie
[03:54.04]	Lielalie.............. Lielalie
[04:01.55]	Lielalie.............. Lielalie
[04:09.92]	Lielalie.............. Lielalie
[04:26.74]	Lielalie.............. Lielalie

[00:06.12]	我只是个穷光蛋
[00:08.00]	我的故事鲜有人说
[00:10.63]	我曾花费太多心力
[00:13.56]	应付那些无谓的闲言碎语
[00:15.37]	还有一些承诺
[00:16.81]	一切都是谎言与玩笑
[00:19.43]	人们总是听他想要听的
[00:23.37]	而忽略了其他
[00:25.56]
[00:27.74]
[00:35.87]	当我离开故乡
[00:37.43]	以及我的家人
[00:38.49]	我不再是个孩童
[00:41.18]	在陌生的人群里
[00:43.18]	在寂静的站台上
[00:46.24]	惊惶的奔跑
[00:49.56]	伏低身子
[00:51.43]	只为了寻找到一个简陋的住所
[00:53.44]	那些衣衫褴褛的人们出入的角落
[00:56.62]	寻找只有他们
[00:58.25]	才知道的地方
[01:01.43]
[01:04.93]
[01:17.49]	只求有工人的薪资
[01:19.43]	我四处寻找工作
[01:21.68]	却一无所获
[01:25.24]	只有
[01:27.55]	第七大街的妓女肯收留我
[01:31.18]	我敢这么说
[01:32.86]	当我
[01:33.99]	孤独无依的时候
[01:36.11]	我从那儿得到不少慰藉
[02:10.55]
[02:15.67]
[02:26.67]
[02:27.05]	后来我开始
[02:29.05]	整理冬天的衣物
[02:29.87]	盼望自己早已离开
[02:34.99]	回到家去
[02:35.61]	纽约的冬天
[02:38.05]	也无法让我血泪斑驳
[02:39.92]	指引我
[02:43.87]	回到家去
[02:53.05]	空地上站著一位拳击手
[02:55.67]	和一位职业的战士
[02:58.61]	他心里记着每一次教训
[02:59.80]	每一个将他击倒
[03:03.55]	或使他痛苦哀号的手套
[03:06.30]	在愤怒与羞愧中
[03:08.19]	他喊着我快要离开这里了
[03:10.69]	然而，战士依然在那儿等著他
[03:13.56]
[03:18.37]
[03:23.64]
[03:33.85]
[03:41.36]
[03:54.04]
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