Song | The Poet and the Painter |
Artist | Jethro Tull |
Album | Thick As a Brick (40th Anniversary Special Edition) |
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[00:00.000] | 作曲 : Ian Anderson |
[01:07] | The Poet and the Painter casting shadows on the water |
[01:13] | As the sun plays on the infantry returning from the sea |
[01:19] | The do-er and the thinker: no allowance for the other |
[01:24] | As the failing light illuminates the mercenary's creed |
[01:30] | The home fire burning: the kettle almost boiling |
[01:36] | But the master of the house is far away |
[01:41] | The horses stamping, their warm breath clouding |
[01:47] | In the sharp and frosty morning of the day |
[01:52] | And the poet lifts his pen while the soldier sheaths his sword |
[01:59] | And the youngest of the family is moving with authority |
[02:05] | Building castles by the sea, he dares the tardy tide to wash them all aside |
[00:00.000] | zuo qu : Ian Anderson |
[01:07] | The Poet and the Painter casting shadows on the water |
[01:13] | As the sun plays on the infantry returning from the sea |
[01:19] | The doer and the thinker: no allowance for the other |
[01:24] | As the failing light illuminates the mercenary' s creed |
[01:30] | The home fire burning: the kettle almost boiling |
[01:36] | But the master of the house is far away |
[01:41] | The horses stamping, their warm breath clouding |
[01:47] | In the sharp and frosty morning of the day |
[01:52] | And the poet lifts his pen while the soldier sheaths his sword |
[01:59] | And the youngest of the family is moving with authority |
[02:05] | Building castles by the sea, he dares the tardy tide to wash them all aside |
[00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Ian Anderson |
[01:07] | The Poet and the Painter casting shadows on the water |
[01:13] | As the sun plays on the infantry returning from the sea |
[01:19] | The doer and the thinker: no allowance for the other |
[01:24] | As the failing light illuminates the mercenary' s creed |
[01:30] | The home fire burning: the kettle almost boiling |
[01:36] | But the master of the house is far away |
[01:41] | The horses stamping, their warm breath clouding |
[01:47] | In the sharp and frosty morning of the day |
[01:52] | And the poet lifts his pen while the soldier sheaths his sword |
[01:59] | And the youngest of the family is moving with authority |
[02:05] | Building castles by the sea, he dares the tardy tide to wash them all aside |