| Song | Rope of Weeds |
| Artist | Elysian Fields |
| Album | Queen of the Meadow |
| [offset:-100] | |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Bloedow, Charles |
| [00:33.96] | Night cracked like a skull |
| [00:37.30] | Made the moon convulse |
| [00:40.92] | Wrapped its chilly tongue around my mast |
| [00:47.71] | A fortnight it would be |
| [00:50.99] | Since I'd been out at sea |
| [00:55.11] | Ne'er another soul had crossed my path |
| [01:16.70] | I was hauling salt |
| [01:19.51] | In my bleached and battered boat |
| [01:23.24] | Trawling just to pass the restless night |
| [01:30.04] | When I felt the queerest lug |
| [01:33.47] | Against that fraying cord |
| [01:37.56] | Reeling in a devastating sight |
| [01:44.73] | In the brackish sound |
| [01:47.71] | Somebody had drowned |
| [01:51.12] | She wrapped her raven rings around my line |
| [02:12.14] | In a tangled open dress |
| [02:15.47] | The most comely bloodless breasts |
| [02:18.95] | A distant look was frozen in her eyes |
| [02:25.92] | A fiend possessed my soul |
| [02:29.13] | As I helped her to disrobe |
| [02:32.83] | A rope of weeds was woven round her thighs |
| [02:53.96] | My ill and frenzied heart |
| [02:59.51] | And the quiet lapping song |
| [03:06.52] | Beaten by the splendor of her hips |
| [03:20.69] | I had to lay her down |
| [03:27.47] | Atop those briny beds |
| [03:34.30] | And press my mouth against her silent lips |
| [03:47.79] | The frigid moon was green |
| [03:51.53] | Upon my wicked scene |
| [03:54.17] | My wasted angel shimmering in sand |
| [04:00.81] | I had to be with her |
| [04:03.80] | And leave the world behind |
| [04:07.31] | I knew that no one else could understand |
| [04:14.26] | And I slipped her silver palm inside my hand |
| [04:28.22] | Married to the bower |
| [04:30.99] | I threw our bodies overboard |
| [04:34.73] | Our hearts were bound by heavy rusted chain |
| [04:41.39] | Now I roam the ocean floor |
| [04:44.92] | With the lady I adore |
| [04:48.60] | This is where we remain |
| offset: 100 | |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Bloedow, Charles |
| [00:33.96] | Night cracked like a skull |
| [00:37.30] | Made the moon convulse |
| [00:40.92] | Wrapped its chilly tongue around my mast |
| [00:47.71] | A fortnight it would be |
| [00:50.99] | Since I' d been out at sea |
| [00:55.11] | Ne' er another soul had crossed my path |
| [01:16.70] | I was hauling salt |
| [01:19.51] | In my bleached and battered boat |
| [01:23.24] | Trawling just to pass the restless night |
| [01:30.04] | When I felt the queerest lug |
| [01:33.47] | Against that fraying cord |
| [01:37.56] | Reeling in a devastating sight |
| [01:44.73] | In the brackish sound |
| [01:47.71] | Somebody had drowned |
| [01:51.12] | She wrapped her raven rings around my line |
| [02:12.14] | In a tangled open dress |
| [02:15.47] | The most comely bloodless breasts |
| [02:18.95] | A distant look was frozen in her eyes |
| [02:25.92] | A fiend possessed my soul |
| [02:29.13] | As I helped her to disrobe |
| [02:32.83] | A rope of weeds was woven round her thighs |
| [02:53.96] | My ill and frenzied heart |
| [02:59.51] | And the quiet lapping song |
| [03:06.52] | Beaten by the splendor of her hips |
| [03:20.69] | I had to lay her down |
| [03:27.47] | Atop those briny beds |
| [03:34.30] | And press my mouth against her silent lips |
| [03:47.79] | The frigid moon was green |
| [03:51.53] | Upon my wicked scene |
| [03:54.17] | My wasted angel shimmering in sand |
| [04:00.81] | I had to be with her |
| [04:03.80] | And leave the world behind |
| [04:07.31] | I knew that no one else could understand |
| [04:14.26] | And I slipped her silver palm inside my hand |
| [04:28.22] | Married to the bower |
| [04:30.99] | I threw our bodies overboard |
| [04:34.73] | Our hearts were bound by heavy rusted chain |
| [04:41.39] | Now I roam the ocean floor |
| [04:44.92] | With the lady I adore |
| [04:48.60] | This is where we remain |