| Song | Kimberly (Live) |
| Artist | Patti Smith Group |
| Album | Easter Rising 1978 (Live) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Patti Smith | |
| 作曲 : Patti Smith | |
| The wall is high, the black barn | |
| The babe in my arms, in her swaddling clothes | |
| And I know soon that the sky will split | |
| And the planets will shift | |
| Balls of jade will drop and existence will stop | |
| Little sister, the sky is falling | |
| I don't mind, I don't mind | |
| Little sister, the fates are calling on you | |
| Ah, here I stand again in this old 'lectric whirlwind | |
| The sea rushes up my knees like flame | |
| And I feel like just some misplaced, Joan of Arc | |
| And the cause is you lookin' up at me | |
| Oh baby, I remember when you were born | |
| It was dawn and the storm settled in my belly | |
| And I rolled in the grass and I spit out the gas | |
| And I lit a match and the void went flash | |
| And the sky split and the planets hit | |
| Balls of jade dropped and existence stopped | |
| Stopped, stop, stop | |
| Little sister, the sky is falling | |
| I don't mind, I don't mind | |
| Little sister, the fates are calling on you | |
| I was goin' crazy, so crazy, I knew | |
| I could break through with you | |
| So, with one hand I rocked you | |
| And with one heart I reached for you | |
| I knew you're a youth, was for the takin', fire on a mental plane | |
| So, I ran through the fields as the bats with their baby vein faces | |
| Burst from the barn and flames in a violet, violent sky | |
| And I fell on my knees and pressed you against me | |
| You're soul was like a network of spittle | |
| Like glass balls movin' in like cold streams of logic | |
| And I prayed as that lightning attacked | |
| That something will make it go crack | |
| Something will make it go crack | |
| Something will make it go crack | |
| Something will make it go crack | |
| The palm trees fall into the sea | |
| It doesn't matter much to me | |
| As long as you're safe, Kimberly | |
| And I can gaze deep into your starry eyes, baby | |
| Looking deep in your eyes, baby | |
| Looking deep in your eyes, baby | |
| Looking deep in your eyes, baby | |
| Into your starry eyes, oh | |
| Oh, oh, in your starry eyes, baby | |
| Looking deep in your eyes, baby | |
| Looking deep in your eyes, oh oh | |
| Oh, oh, looking deep in your eyes, baby | |
| In your starry eyes, baby | |
| Looking deep in your eyes, baby |
| zuo ci : Patti Smith | |
| zuo qu : Patti Smith | |
| The wall is high, the black barn | |
| The babe in my arms, in her swaddling clothes | |
| And I know soon that the sky will split | |
| And the planets will shift | |
| Balls of jade will drop and existence will stop | |
| Little sister, the sky is falling | |
| I don' t mind, I don' t mind | |
| Little sister, the fates are calling on you | |
| Ah, here I stand again in this old ' lectric whirlwind | |
| The sea rushes up my knees like flame | |
| And I feel like just some misplaced, Joan of Arc | |
| And the cause is you lookin' up at me | |
| Oh baby, I remember when you were born | |
| It was dawn and the storm settled in my belly | |
| And I rolled in the grass and I spit out the gas | |
| And I lit a match and the void went flash | |
| And the sky split and the planets hit | |
| Balls of jade dropped and existence stopped | |
| Stopped, stop, stop | |
| Little sister, the sky is falling | |
| I don' t mind, I don' t mind | |
| Little sister, the fates are calling on you | |
| I was goin' crazy, so crazy, I knew | |
| I could break through with you | |
| So, with one hand I rocked you | |
| And with one heart I reached for you | |
| I knew you' re a youth, was for the takin', fire on a mental plane | |
| So, I ran through the fields as the bats with their baby vein faces | |
| Burst from the barn and flames in a violet, violent sky | |
| And I fell on my knees and pressed you against me | |
| You' re soul was like a network of spittle | |
| Like glass balls movin' in like cold streams of logic | |
| And I prayed as that lightning attacked | |
| That something will make it go crack | |
| Something will make it go crack | |
| Something will make it go crack | |
| Something will make it go crack | |
| The palm trees fall into the sea | |
| It doesn' t matter much to me | |
| As long as you' re safe, Kimberly | |
| And I can gaze deep into your starry eyes, baby | |
| Looking deep in your eyes, baby | |
| Looking deep in your eyes, baby | |
| Looking deep in your eyes, baby | |
| Into your starry eyes, oh | |
| Oh, oh, in your starry eyes, baby | |
| Looking deep in your eyes, baby | |
| Looking deep in your eyes, oh oh | |
| Oh, oh, looking deep in your eyes, baby | |
| In your starry eyes, baby | |
| Looking deep in your eyes, baby |
| zuò cí : Patti Smith | |
| zuò qǔ : Patti Smith | |
| The wall is high, the black barn | |
| The babe in my arms, in her swaddling clothes | |
| And I know soon that the sky will split | |
| And the planets will shift | |
| Balls of jade will drop and existence will stop | |
| Little sister, the sky is falling | |
| I don' t mind, I don' t mind | |
| Little sister, the fates are calling on you | |
| Ah, here I stand again in this old ' lectric whirlwind | |
| The sea rushes up my knees like flame | |
| And I feel like just some misplaced, Joan of Arc | |
| And the cause is you lookin' up at me | |
| Oh baby, I remember when you were born | |
| It was dawn and the storm settled in my belly | |
| And I rolled in the grass and I spit out the gas | |
| And I lit a match and the void went flash | |
| And the sky split and the planets hit | |
| Balls of jade dropped and existence stopped | |
| Stopped, stop, stop | |
| Little sister, the sky is falling | |
| I don' t mind, I don' t mind | |
| Little sister, the fates are calling on you | |
| I was goin' crazy, so crazy, I knew | |
| I could break through with you | |
| So, with one hand I rocked you | |
| And with one heart I reached for you | |
| I knew you' re a youth, was for the takin', fire on a mental plane | |
| So, I ran through the fields as the bats with their baby vein faces | |
| Burst from the barn and flames in a violet, violent sky | |
| And I fell on my knees and pressed you against me | |
| You' re soul was like a network of spittle | |
| Like glass balls movin' in like cold streams of logic | |
| And I prayed as that lightning attacked | |
| That something will make it go crack | |
| Something will make it go crack | |
| Something will make it go crack | |
| Something will make it go crack | |
| The palm trees fall into the sea | |
| It doesn' t matter much to me | |
| As long as you' re safe, Kimberly | |
| And I can gaze deep into your starry eyes, baby | |
| Looking deep in your eyes, baby | |
| Looking deep in your eyes, baby | |
| Looking deep in your eyes, baby | |
| Into your starry eyes, oh | |
| Oh, oh, in your starry eyes, baby | |
| Looking deep in your eyes, baby | |
| Looking deep in your eyes, oh oh | |
| Oh, oh, looking deep in your eyes, baby | |
| In your starry eyes, baby | |
| Looking deep in your eyes, baby |