Song | Rubin and Cherise |
Artist | Jerry Garcia |
Album | Cats Under the Stars |
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[00:00.000] | 作曲 : Jerry Garcia |
[00:01.000] | 作词 : Robert Hunter |
[00:05.577] | Cherise was brushing her long hair gently down |
[00:11.011] | It was the afternoon of carnival |
[00:16.261] | as she brushes it gently down |
[00:20.676] | Rubin was strumming his painted mandolin |
[00:26.214] | It was inlaid with a pretty face in jade |
[00:31.308] | Played in the carnival parade |
[00:35.801] | Cherise was dressing as Pirouette in white |
[00:41.391] | when a fatal vision gripped her tight |
[00:46.354] | Cherise beware tonight |
[00:50.900] | Rubin, Rubin tell me truly true |
[00:56.385] | I feel afraid and I don't know why I do |
[01:01.453] | Is there another girl for you? |
[01:09.081] | If you could see my heart |
[01:11.719] | you would know it's true |
[01:13.966] | there's none Cherise, except for you |
[01:18.093] | except for you |
[01:21.776] | I'd swear to it on my very soul |
[01:24.702] | If I lie, may I fall down cold |
[01:31.677] | When Rubin played on his painted mandolin |
[01:37.685] | The breeze would pause to listen in |
[01:42.544] | before going on its way again |
[01:46.802] | Masquerade began when nightfall finally woke |
[01:52.575] | Like waves against the bandstand dancers broke |
[01:57.355] | to the painted mandolin |
[02:05.140] | Looking out to the crowd, who is standing there |
[02:09.789] | Sweet Ruby Claire at Rubin stared |
[02:14.047] | At Rubin stared |
[02:17.992] | She was dressed as Pirouette in red |
[02:20.735] | And her hair hung gently down |
[02:27.971] | The crowd pressed round Ruby stood as though alone |
[02:33.456] | Rubin's song took on a different tone |
[02:38.420] | and he played it just for her |
[02:42.834] | The song he played was the Carnival Parade |
[02:48.398] | Each note cut a thread of Cherise's fate |
[02:53.544] | It cut through like a blade |
[02:58.194] | Rubin was playing his painted mandolin |
[03:03.628] | When Ruby froze and turned to stone |
[03:08.408] | for the strings played all alone |
[03:12.875] | The voice of Cherise from the face of the mandolin |
[03:18.439] | Singing: Rubin, Rubin tell me true |
[03:23.455] | for I have no one but you |
[03:31.004] | If you could see my heart |
[03:33.590] | you would know it true |
[03:35.837] | There's none Cherise, except for you |
[03:40.042] | except for you |
[03:43.752] | I'd swear to it on my very soul |
[03:46.651] | If I lie, may I fall down cold |
[03:53.731] | The truth of love an unsung song must tell |
[03:59.504] | The course of love must follow blind |
[04:04.232] | without a look behind |
[04:09.012] | Rubin walked the streets of New Orleans 'till dawn |
[04:14.393] | Cherise so lightly in his arms |
[04:19.278] | and her hair hung gently down |
[04:25.417] | ... |
[00:00.000] | zuo qu : Jerry Garcia |
[00:01.000] | zuo ci : Robert Hunter |
[00:05.577] | Cherise was brushing her long hair gently down |
[00:11.011] | It was the afternoon of carnival |
[00:16.261] | as she brushes it gently down |
[00:20.676] | Rubin was strumming his painted mandolin |
[00:26.214] | It was inlaid with a pretty face in jade |
[00:31.308] | Played in the carnival parade |
[00:35.801] | Cherise was dressing as Pirouette in white |
[00:41.391] | when a fatal vision gripped her tight |
[00:46.354] | Cherise beware tonight |
[00:50.900] | Rubin, Rubin tell me truly true |
[00:56.385] | I feel afraid and I don' t know why I do |
[01:01.453] | Is there another girl for you? |
[01:09.081] | If you could see my heart |
[01:11.719] | you would know it' s true |
[01:13.966] | there' s none Cherise, except for you |
[01:18.093] | except for you |
[01:21.776] | I' d swear to it on my very soul |
[01:24.702] | If I lie, may I fall down cold |
[01:31.677] | When Rubin played on his painted mandolin |
[01:37.685] | The breeze would pause to listen in |
[01:42.544] | before going on its way again |
[01:46.802] | Masquerade began when nightfall finally woke |
[01:52.575] | Like waves against the bandstand dancers broke |
[01:57.355] | to the painted mandolin |
[02:05.140] | Looking out to the crowd, who is standing there |
[02:09.789] | Sweet Ruby Claire at Rubin stared |
[02:14.047] | At Rubin stared |
[02:17.992] | She was dressed as Pirouette in red |
[02:20.735] | And her hair hung gently down |
[02:27.971] | The crowd pressed round Ruby stood as though alone |
[02:33.456] | Rubin' s song took on a different tone |
[02:38.420] | and he played it just for her |
[02:42.834] | The song he played was the Carnival Parade |
[02:48.398] | Each note cut a thread of Cherise' s fate |
[02:53.544] | It cut through like a blade |
[02:58.194] | Rubin was playing his painted mandolin |
[03:03.628] | When Ruby froze and turned to stone |
[03:08.408] | for the strings played all alone |
[03:12.875] | The voice of Cherise from the face of the mandolin |
[03:18.439] | Singing: Rubin, Rubin tell me true |
[03:23.455] | for I have no one but you |
[03:31.004] | If you could see my heart |
[03:33.590] | you would know it true |
[03:35.837] | There' s none Cherise, except for you |
[03:40.042] | except for you |
[03:43.752] | I' d swear to it on my very soul |
[03:46.651] | If I lie, may I fall down cold |
[03:53.731] | The truth of love an unsung song must tell |
[03:59.504] | The course of love must follow blind |
[04:04.232] | without a look behind |
[04:09.012] | Rubin walked the streets of New Orleans ' till dawn |
[04:14.393] | Cherise so lightly in his arms |
[04:19.278] | and her hair hung gently down |
[04:25.417] | ... |
[00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Jerry Garcia |
[00:01.000] | zuò cí : Robert Hunter |
[00:05.577] | Cherise was brushing her long hair gently down |
[00:11.011] | It was the afternoon of carnival |
[00:16.261] | as she brushes it gently down |
[00:20.676] | Rubin was strumming his painted mandolin |
[00:26.214] | It was inlaid with a pretty face in jade |
[00:31.308] | Played in the carnival parade |
[00:35.801] | Cherise was dressing as Pirouette in white |
[00:41.391] | when a fatal vision gripped her tight |
[00:46.354] | Cherise beware tonight |
[00:50.900] | Rubin, Rubin tell me truly true |
[00:56.385] | I feel afraid and I don' t know why I do |
[01:01.453] | Is there another girl for you? |
[01:09.081] | If you could see my heart |
[01:11.719] | you would know it' s true |
[01:13.966] | there' s none Cherise, except for you |
[01:18.093] | except for you |
[01:21.776] | I' d swear to it on my very soul |
[01:24.702] | If I lie, may I fall down cold |
[01:31.677] | When Rubin played on his painted mandolin |
[01:37.685] | The breeze would pause to listen in |
[01:42.544] | before going on its way again |
[01:46.802] | Masquerade began when nightfall finally woke |
[01:52.575] | Like waves against the bandstand dancers broke |
[01:57.355] | to the painted mandolin |
[02:05.140] | Looking out to the crowd, who is standing there |
[02:09.789] | Sweet Ruby Claire at Rubin stared |
[02:14.047] | At Rubin stared |
[02:17.992] | She was dressed as Pirouette in red |
[02:20.735] | And her hair hung gently down |
[02:27.971] | The crowd pressed round Ruby stood as though alone |
[02:33.456] | Rubin' s song took on a different tone |
[02:38.420] | and he played it just for her |
[02:42.834] | The song he played was the Carnival Parade |
[02:48.398] | Each note cut a thread of Cherise' s fate |
[02:53.544] | It cut through like a blade |
[02:58.194] | Rubin was playing his painted mandolin |
[03:03.628] | When Ruby froze and turned to stone |
[03:08.408] | for the strings played all alone |
[03:12.875] | The voice of Cherise from the face of the mandolin |
[03:18.439] | Singing: Rubin, Rubin tell me true |
[03:23.455] | for I have no one but you |
[03:31.004] | If you could see my heart |
[03:33.590] | you would know it true |
[03:35.837] | There' s none Cherise, except for you |
[03:40.042] | except for you |
[03:43.752] | I' d swear to it on my very soul |
[03:46.651] | If I lie, may I fall down cold |
[03:53.731] | The truth of love an unsung song must tell |
[03:59.504] | The course of love must follow blind |
[04:04.232] | without a look behind |
[04:09.012] | Rubin walked the streets of New Orleans ' till dawn |
[04:14.393] | Cherise so lightly in his arms |
[04:19.278] | and her hair hung gently down |
[04:25.417] | ... |