| Song | Watching Her Eyes |
| Artist | John Martyn |
| Album | Sapphire |
| 作词 : Martyn, Thomson | |
| Women know protraction | |
| As they cut it into sections | |
| She's just splitting | |
| All throughout the crazy action | |
| Counting every fraction every bird that flies. | |
| Keeps watching her eyes | |
| He's just watching her eyes | |
| He keeps watching her eyes | |
| Can't stop watching her eyes. | |
| But his time is running short | |
| Making sure of what he's got | |
| he's not moving much | |
| Seems so hard in this strange weather | |
| To try to live without a lover | |
| Or a loving touch. | |
| He keeps watching her eyes | |
| He keeps watching her eyes | |
| He keeps watching her eyes | |
| He keeps watching her eyes. | |
| He feels the movement | |
| He feels the passion | |
| Takes no relaxation | |
| Yields only tension | |
| They take their pleasure | |
| They give no concession | |
| Give no indication | |
| You get no information. | |
| She telephones a friend | |
| Who takes her to the railway where the water's fall | |
| Can't think of any reason | |
| It's just the changing of the season | |
| So he watches walls. | |
| No more watching her eyes | |
| No more watching her eyes | |
| No more watching her eyes | |
| No more watching those eyes. | |
| He feels the movement, feels the passion, feels the relaxation | |
| No more watching her eyes | |
| He takes the pleasure, no concession, indication, information | |
| No more watching her eyes | |
| No more | |
| No more watching her eyes | |
| He's taking the lies away | |
| Taking the lies away |
| zuò cí : Martyn, Thomson | |
| Women know protraction | |
| As they cut it into sections | |
| She' s just splitting | |
| All throughout the crazy action | |
| Counting every fraction every bird that flies. | |
| Keeps watching her eyes | |
| He' s just watching her eyes | |
| He keeps watching her eyes | |
| Can' t stop watching her eyes. | |
| But his time is running short | |
| Making sure of what he' s got | |
| he' s not moving much | |
| Seems so hard in this strange weather | |
| To try to live without a lover | |
| Or a loving touch. | |
| He keeps watching her eyes | |
| He keeps watching her eyes | |
| He keeps watching her eyes | |
| He keeps watching her eyes. | |
| He feels the movement | |
| He feels the passion | |
| Takes no relaxation | |
| Yields only tension | |
| They take their pleasure | |
| They give no concession | |
| Give no indication | |
| You get no information. | |
| She telephones a friend | |
| Who takes her to the railway where the water' s fall | |
| Can' t think of any reason | |
| It' s just the changing of the season | |
| So he watches walls. | |
| No more watching her eyes | |
| No more watching her eyes | |
| No more watching her eyes | |
| No more watching those eyes. | |
| He feels the movement, feels the passion, feels the relaxation | |
| No more watching her eyes | |
| He takes the pleasure, no concession, indication, information | |
| No more watching her eyes | |
| No more | |
| No more watching her eyes | |
| He' s taking the lies away | |
| Taking the lies away |