Song | Round & Round (It Won't Be Long) |
Artist | Neil Young & Crazy Horse |
Album | Everybody Knows This Is Nowhere |
作曲 : Young | |
Round and round and round we spin, | |
To weave a wall to hem us in, | |
It won't be long, it won't be long | |
How slow and slow and slow it goes, | |
To mend the tear that always shows. | |
It won't be long, it won't be long. | |
It's hard enough losin' | |
the paper illusion | |
you've hidden inside, | |
Without the confusion | |
of findin' you're usin' | |
the crutch of the lie | |
To shelter your pride when you cry. | |
Round and round and round we spin, | |
To weave a wall to hem us in, | |
It won't be long, it won't be long | |
How slow and slow and slow it goes, | |
To mend the tear that always shows. | |
It won't be long, it won't be long. | |
Now you're movin' too slow | |
and wherever you go | |
there's another beside. | |
It's so hard to say no | |
to yourself and it shows | |
that you're losing inside, | |
When you step on your pride and you cry. | |
Round and round and round we spin, | |
To weave a wall to hem us in, | |
It won't be long, it won't be long | |
How slow and slow and slow it goes, | |
To mend the tear that always shows. | |
It won't be long, it won't be long. | |
How the hours will bend | |
through the time that you spend | |
till you turn to your eyes, | |
And you see your best friend | |
looking over the end | |
and you turn to see why, | |
And he looks in your eyes and he cries. | |
Round and round and round we spin, | |
To weave a wall to hem us in, | |
It won't be long, it won't be long | |
How slow and slow and slow it goes, | |
To mend the tear that always shows. | |
It won't be long, it won't be long. |
zuò qǔ : Young | |
Round and round and round we spin, | |
To weave a wall to hem us in, | |
It won' t be long, it won' t be long | |
How slow and slow and slow it goes, | |
To mend the tear that always shows. | |
It won' t be long, it won' t be long. | |
It' s hard enough losin' | |
the paper illusion | |
you' ve hidden inside, | |
Without the confusion | |
of findin' you' re usin' | |
the crutch of the lie | |
To shelter your pride when you cry. | |
Round and round and round we spin, | |
To weave a wall to hem us in, | |
It won' t be long, it won' t be long | |
How slow and slow and slow it goes, | |
To mend the tear that always shows. | |
It won' t be long, it won' t be long. | |
Now you' re movin' too slow | |
and wherever you go | |
there' s another beside. | |
It' s so hard to say no | |
to yourself and it shows | |
that you' re losing inside, | |
When you step on your pride and you cry. | |
Round and round and round we spin, | |
To weave a wall to hem us in, | |
It won' t be long, it won' t be long | |
How slow and slow and slow it goes, | |
To mend the tear that always shows. | |
It won' t be long, it won' t be long. | |
How the hours will bend | |
through the time that you spend | |
till you turn to your eyes, | |
And you see your best friend | |
looking over the end | |
and you turn to see why, | |
And he looks in your eyes and he cries. | |
Round and round and round we spin, | |
To weave a wall to hem us in, | |
It won' t be long, it won' t be long | |
How slow and slow and slow it goes, | |
To mend the tear that always shows. | |
It won' t be long, it won' t be long. |