| Song | Hejira (LP Version) |
| Artist | Joni Mitchell |
| Album | Hejira |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:06.00] | (此篇翻译为:陈阿姨 木木) |
| [00:21.00] | I'm traveling in some vehicle |
| [00:29.00] | I'm sitting in some café |
| [00:33.00] | A defector from these petty wars |
| [00:37.00] | That shell shock love away |
| [00:45.00] | There's comfort in melancholy |
| [00:51.00] | When there's no need to explain |
| [00:55.00] | It's just as natural as the weather |
| [01:00.00] | In this moody sky today |
| [01:06.00] | In our possessive coupling |
| [01:11.00] | So much cannot be expressed |
| [01:17.00] | So now I'm returning to myself |
| [01:22.00] | These things that you and I suppressed |
| [01:28.00] | I see something of myself in everyone |
| [01:34.00] | Right at this moment of the world |
| [01:40.00] | As snow gathers like bolts of lace |
| [01:46.00] | Waltzing on a bridal girl |
| [02:05.00] | You know it never has been easy |
| [02:10.00] | Whether you do or you do not resign |
| [02:15.00] | Whether you travel the breadth of extremities |
| [02:20.00] | Or you stick to some straighter line |
| [02:27.00] | Look here's a man and a woman sittin' on a rock |
| [02:33.00] | They're either going to thaw out or freeze |
| [02:37.00] | Listen, sounds like Benny Goodman |
| [02:42.00] | Floating through the snowy pinewood trees |
| [02:50.00] | I'm porous with travel fever |
| [02:55.00] | But I'm so glad to be on my own |
| [03:01.00] | Still the slightest touch of a stranger |
| [03:07.00] | Sets up a trembling in my bones |
| [03:12.00] | But I know, no one's going to show me everything |
| [03:18.00] | We come and go unknown |
| [03:23.00] | Each so deep and so superficial |
| [03:28.00] | Between the forceps and the stone |
| [03:48.00] | I looked at the granite markers |
| [03:52.00] | Those tributes to finality, to eternity |
| [03:59.00] | And I looked at myself here |
| [04:01.00] | Chicken scratching for a piece of immortality |
| [04:10.00] | In the church they light the candles |
| [04:15.00] | And the wax rolls down like tears |
| [04:21.00] | There is the hope and the hopelessness |
| [04:25.00] | I've witnessed all these years |
| [04:30.00] | We're only particles of change I know |
| [04:36.00] | We're just orbiting around the sun |
| [04:40.00] | But how can I have that point of view |
| [04:45.00] | When I'm bound and tied to someone? |
| [04:51.00] | White flags of winter chimneys |
| [04:57.00] | Waving truce against the moon |
| [05:03.00] | In the mirrors of a modern bank |
| [05:08.00] | From the window of my hotel room |
| [05:28.00] | I'm traveling in some vehicle |
| [05:33.00] | I'm sitting in some café |
| [05:36.00] | A defector from the petty wars |
| [05:40.00] | Until love sucks me back that way |
| [00:06.00] | ci pian fan yi wei: chen a yi mu mu |
| [00:21.00] | I' m traveling in some vehicle |
| [00:29.00] | I' m sitting in some cafe |
| [00:33.00] | A defector from these petty wars |
| [00:37.00] | That shell shock love away |
| [00:45.00] | There' s comfort in melancholy |
| [00:51.00] | When there' s no need to explain |
| [00:55.00] | It' s just as natural as the weather |
| [01:00.00] | In this moody sky today |
| [01:06.00] | In our possessive coupling |
| [01:11.00] | So much cannot be expressed |
| [01:17.00] | So now I' m returning to myself |
| [01:22.00] | These things that you and I suppressed |
| [01:28.00] | I see something of myself in everyone |
| [01:34.00] | Right at this moment of the world |
| [01:40.00] | As snow gathers like bolts of lace |
| [01:46.00] | Waltzing on a bridal girl |
| [02:05.00] | You know it never has been easy |
| [02:10.00] | Whether you do or you do not resign |
| [02:15.00] | Whether you travel the breadth of extremities |
| [02:20.00] | Or you stick to some straighter line |
| [02:27.00] | Look here' s a man and a woman sittin' on a rock |
| [02:33.00] | They' re either going to thaw out or freeze |
| [02:37.00] | Listen, sounds like Benny Goodman |
| [02:42.00] | Floating through the snowy pinewood trees |
| [02:50.00] | I' m porous with travel fever |
| [02:55.00] | But I' m so glad to be on my own |
| [03:01.00] | Still the slightest touch of a stranger |
| [03:07.00] | Sets up a trembling in my bones |
| [03:12.00] | But I know, no one' s going to show me everything |
| [03:18.00] | We come and go unknown |
| [03:23.00] | Each so deep and so superficial |
| [03:28.00] | Between the forceps and the stone |
| [03:48.00] | I looked at the granite markers |
| [03:52.00] | Those tributes to finality, to eternity |
| [03:59.00] | And I looked at myself here |
| [04:01.00] | Chicken scratching for a piece of immortality |
| [04:10.00] | In the church they light the candles |
| [04:15.00] | And the wax rolls down like tears |
| [04:21.00] | There is the hope and the hopelessness |
| [04:25.00] | I' ve witnessed all these years |
| [04:30.00] | We' re only particles of change I know |
| [04:36.00] | We' re just orbiting around the sun |
| [04:40.00] | But how can I have that point of view |
| [04:45.00] | When I' m bound and tied to someone? |
| [04:51.00] | White flags of winter chimneys |
| [04:57.00] | Waving truce against the moon |
| [05:03.00] | In the mirrors of a modern bank |
| [05:08.00] | From the window of my hotel room |
| [05:28.00] | I' m traveling in some vehicle |
| [05:33.00] | I' m sitting in some cafe |
| [05:36.00] | A defector from the petty wars |
| [05:40.00] | Until love sucks me back that way |
| [00:06.00] | cǐ piān fān yì wèi: chén ā yí mù mù |
| [00:21.00] | I' m traveling in some vehicle |
| [00:29.00] | I' m sitting in some café |
| [00:33.00] | A defector from these petty wars |
| [00:37.00] | That shell shock love away |
| [00:45.00] | There' s comfort in melancholy |
| [00:51.00] | When there' s no need to explain |
| [00:55.00] | It' s just as natural as the weather |
| [01:00.00] | In this moody sky today |
| [01:06.00] | In our possessive coupling |
| [01:11.00] | So much cannot be expressed |
| [01:17.00] | So now I' m returning to myself |
| [01:22.00] | These things that you and I suppressed |
| [01:28.00] | I see something of myself in everyone |
| [01:34.00] | Right at this moment of the world |
| [01:40.00] | As snow gathers like bolts of lace |
| [01:46.00] | Waltzing on a bridal girl |
| [02:05.00] | You know it never has been easy |
| [02:10.00] | Whether you do or you do not resign |
| [02:15.00] | Whether you travel the breadth of extremities |
| [02:20.00] | Or you stick to some straighter line |
| [02:27.00] | Look here' s a man and a woman sittin' on a rock |
| [02:33.00] | They' re either going to thaw out or freeze |
| [02:37.00] | Listen, sounds like Benny Goodman |
| [02:42.00] | Floating through the snowy pinewood trees |
| [02:50.00] | I' m porous with travel fever |
| [02:55.00] | But I' m so glad to be on my own |
| [03:01.00] | Still the slightest touch of a stranger |
| [03:07.00] | Sets up a trembling in my bones |
| [03:12.00] | But I know, no one' s going to show me everything |
| [03:18.00] | We come and go unknown |
| [03:23.00] | Each so deep and so superficial |
| [03:28.00] | Between the forceps and the stone |
| [03:48.00] | I looked at the granite markers |
| [03:52.00] | Those tributes to finality, to eternity |
| [03:59.00] | And I looked at myself here |
| [04:01.00] | Chicken scratching for a piece of immortality |
| [04:10.00] | In the church they light the candles |
| [04:15.00] | And the wax rolls down like tears |
| [04:21.00] | There is the hope and the hopelessness |
| [04:25.00] | I' ve witnessed all these years |
| [04:30.00] | We' re only particles of change I know |
| [04:36.00] | We' re just orbiting around the sun |
| [04:40.00] | But how can I have that point of view |
| [04:45.00] | When I' m bound and tied to someone? |
| [04:51.00] | White flags of winter chimneys |
| [04:57.00] | Waving truce against the moon |
| [05:03.00] | In the mirrors of a modern bank |
| [05:08.00] | From the window of my hotel room |
| [05:28.00] | I' m traveling in some vehicle |
| [05:33.00] | I' m sitting in some café |
| [05:36.00] | A defector from the petty wars |
| [05:40.00] | Until love sucks me back that way |