Song | Pilgrims Progress |
Artist | Procol Harum |
Album | A Salty Dog |
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[00:00.00] | 作词 : Fisher, Reid |
[00:00.79] | I sat me down to write a simple story |
[00:10.12] | which maybe in the end became a song |
[00:18.90] | In trying to find the words which might begin it |
[00:25.89] | I found these were the thoughts I brought along |
[00:34.89] | |
[00:34.99] | At first I took my weight to be an anchor |
[00:43.56] | and gathered up my fears to guide me round |
[00:52.22] | but then I clearly saw my own delusion |
[00:59.28] | and found my struggles further bogged me down |
[01:08.00] | |
[01:08.04] | In starting out I thought to go exploring |
[01:16.55] | and set my foot upon the nearest road |
[01:25.18] | In vain I looked to find the promised turning |
[01:32.22] | but only saw how far I was from home |
[01:40.10] | |
[01:40.14] | In searching I forsook the paths of learning |
[01:48.69] | and sought instead to find some pirate's gold |
[01:55.12] | In fighting I did hurt those dearest to me |
[02:02.48] | and still no hidden truths could I unfold |
[02:20.52] | |
[02:26.52] | I sat me down to write a simple story |
[02:34.88] | which maybe in the end became a song |
[02:43.49] | The words have all been writ by one before me |
[02:50.38] | We're taking turns in trying to pass them on |
[02:58.29] | Oh, we're taking turns in trying to pass them on |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Fisher, Reid |
[00:00.79] | I sat me down to write a simple story |
[00:10.12] | which maybe in the end became a song |
[00:18.90] | In trying to find the words which might begin it |
[00:25.89] | I found these were the thoughts I brought along |
[00:34.89] | |
[00:34.99] | At first I took my weight to be an anchor |
[00:43.56] | and gathered up my fears to guide me round |
[00:52.22] | but then I clearly saw my own delusion |
[00:59.28] | and found my struggles further bogged me down |
[01:08.00] | |
[01:08.04] | In starting out I thought to go exploring |
[01:16.55] | and set my foot upon the nearest road |
[01:25.18] | In vain I looked to find the promised turning |
[01:32.22] | but only saw how far I was from home |
[01:40.10] | |
[01:40.14] | In searching I forsook the paths of learning |
[01:48.69] | and sought instead to find some pirate' s gold |
[01:55.12] | In fighting I did hurt those dearest to me |
[02:02.48] | and still no hidden truths could I unfold |
[02:20.52] | |
[02:26.52] | I sat me down to write a simple story |
[02:34.88] | which maybe in the end became a song |
[02:43.49] | The words have all been writ by one before me |
[02:50.38] | We' re taking turns in trying to pass them on |
[02:58.29] | Oh, we' re taking turns in trying to pass them on |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Fisher, Reid |
[00:00.79] | I sat me down to write a simple story |
[00:10.12] | which maybe in the end became a song |
[00:18.90] | In trying to find the words which might begin it |
[00:25.89] | I found these were the thoughts I brought along |
[00:34.89] | |
[00:34.99] | At first I took my weight to be an anchor |
[00:43.56] | and gathered up my fears to guide me round |
[00:52.22] | but then I clearly saw my own delusion |
[00:59.28] | and found my struggles further bogged me down |
[01:08.00] | |
[01:08.04] | In starting out I thought to go exploring |
[01:16.55] | and set my foot upon the nearest road |
[01:25.18] | In vain I looked to find the promised turning |
[01:32.22] | but only saw how far I was from home |
[01:40.10] | |
[01:40.14] | In searching I forsook the paths of learning |
[01:48.69] | and sought instead to find some pirate' s gold |
[01:55.12] | In fighting I did hurt those dearest to me |
[02:02.48] | and still no hidden truths could I unfold |
[02:20.52] | |
[02:26.52] | I sat me down to write a simple story |
[02:34.88] | which maybe in the end became a song |
[02:43.49] | The words have all been writ by one before me |
[02:50.38] | We' re taking turns in trying to pass them on |
[02:58.29] | Oh, we' re taking turns in trying to pass them on |