Song | Hawknose Harlequin |
Artist | Amon Düül |
Album | Carnival in Babylon |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Fichelscher, Hausmann ... | |
I heard about | |
A place they call Blind Square | |
In the middle | |
Of prophesied land | |
Surrounded by | |
A wall of mirrors | |
Two hundred feet high | |
And transparent | |
I tried very hard | |
To reach there | |
On a camel | |
I saved from a cook's sneer | |
Seventy days | |
Seventy nights | |
I finally arrived | |
At the corners of Blind Square | |
A collection of clouds | |
At the reception | |
The egg-eyed doorman | |
Was serving a blink | |
Two ravens on his shoulders | |
As he whispered to my ear: | |
Don't run so fast | |
If you want to see anything | |
I passed | |
The wizard's wonky blizzards | |
When a phone box came | |
Sailing though the air | |
And a zebra | |
Walked in to Blind Square | |
Reciting loudly | |
The whole alphabet | |
Hope you can see me | |
Here in my barrel | |
The governor | |
Of the Blind Square District | |
He came rolling along | |
In slow-motion pictures | |
Handing me a form-sheet | |
And Shakespeare's pen | |
I fell asleep | |
In the waterfall museum | |
And I heard the songs | |
Of the seven Sirens | |
I saw the children | |
They forgot their names | |
Playing all day long | |
On the wings of a crane | |
And the colour-blind legends | |
They were melting | |
In the heat of the sun, the heat of the sun | |
When Hawknose Harlequin came | |
He told me something | |
About the children's gun | |
Smiling, smiling in his wheelchair | |
On the stairs of Blind Square | |
On the stairs of Blind Square | |
Later, man | |
Later |
zuo ci : Fichelscher, Hausmann ... | |
I heard about | |
A place they call Blind Square | |
In the middle | |
Of prophesied land | |
Surrounded by | |
A wall of mirrors | |
Two hundred feet high | |
And transparent | |
I tried very hard | |
To reach there | |
On a camel | |
I saved from a cook' s sneer | |
Seventy days | |
Seventy nights | |
I finally arrived | |
At the corners of Blind Square | |
A collection of clouds | |
At the reception | |
The eggeyed doorman | |
Was serving a blink | |
Two ravens on his shoulders | |
As he whispered to my ear: | |
Don' t run so fast | |
If you want to see anything | |
I passed | |
The wizard' s wonky blizzards | |
When a phone box came | |
Sailing though the air | |
And a zebra | |
Walked in to Blind Square | |
Reciting loudly | |
The whole alphabet | |
Hope you can see me | |
Here in my barrel | |
The governor | |
Of the Blind Square District | |
He came rolling along | |
In slowmotion pictures | |
Handing me a formsheet | |
And Shakespeare' s pen | |
I fell asleep | |
In the waterfall museum | |
And I heard the songs | |
Of the seven Sirens | |
I saw the children | |
They forgot their names | |
Playing all day long | |
On the wings of a crane | |
And the colourblind legends | |
They were melting | |
In the heat of the sun, the heat of the sun | |
When Hawknose Harlequin came | |
He told me something | |
About the children' s gun | |
Smiling, smiling in his wheelchair | |
On the stairs of Blind Square | |
On the stairs of Blind Square | |
Later, man | |
Later |
zuò cí : Fichelscher, Hausmann ... | |
I heard about | |
A place they call Blind Square | |
In the middle | |
Of prophesied land | |
Surrounded by | |
A wall of mirrors | |
Two hundred feet high | |
And transparent | |
I tried very hard | |
To reach there | |
On a camel | |
I saved from a cook' s sneer | |
Seventy days | |
Seventy nights | |
I finally arrived | |
At the corners of Blind Square | |
A collection of clouds | |
At the reception | |
The eggeyed doorman | |
Was serving a blink | |
Two ravens on his shoulders | |
As he whispered to my ear: | |
Don' t run so fast | |
If you want to see anything | |
I passed | |
The wizard' s wonky blizzards | |
When a phone box came | |
Sailing though the air | |
And a zebra | |
Walked in to Blind Square | |
Reciting loudly | |
The whole alphabet | |
Hope you can see me | |
Here in my barrel | |
The governor | |
Of the Blind Square District | |
He came rolling along | |
In slowmotion pictures | |
Handing me a formsheet | |
And Shakespeare' s pen | |
I fell asleep | |
In the waterfall museum | |
And I heard the songs | |
Of the seven Sirens | |
I saw the children | |
They forgot their names | |
Playing all day long | |
On the wings of a crane | |
And the colourblind legends | |
They were melting | |
In the heat of the sun, the heat of the sun | |
When Hawknose Harlequin came | |
He told me something | |
About the children' s gun | |
Smiling, smiling in his wheelchair | |
On the stairs of Blind Square | |
On the stairs of Blind Square | |
Later, man | |
Later |