Funeral Tango Lyrics

Song	Funeral Tango
Artist	Scott Walker
Album	Scott Walker Sings Jacques Brel
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	作词 : Brel, Jouannest, Shuman
	Oh I can see them now
	Clutching a hankerchief
	And blowing me a kiss
	Discreetly asking how
	How came he died so young
	Or was he very old
	Is the body still warm
	Or is it already cold
	All doors are open wide
	They grope around inside
	At my desk my drawers my trunk
	There's nothing left to hide
	Some love letters are there
	And an old photograph
	They've laid my poor soul bare
	And now all they do is laugh
	Oh I can see them all
	So formal and so stiff
	Like a seargant at arms
	At a policeman's ball
	And everybody's pushing
	To be the first in line
	Their hearts upon their sleeves
	Like a ten cent valentine
	The old women are there
	Too old to give a damn
	They've brought along the kids
	Who don't know who I am
	They're thinking about the price of my funeral bouquet
	What they're thinking isn't nice
	For now they'll have to pay
	Oh I see all of you
	All of my phoney friends
	Who can't wait for it ends
	Who can't wait till it's through
	Oh I see all of you
	You've been laughing all these years
	Now all that you have left
	Are a few crocodile tears
	Ah you don't even know
	That you're entering your hell
	As you leave my cemetary
	You think you're doing well
	With that one who's at your side
	You're as proud as you can be
	Ah she's going to make you cry
	But not the way you cried for me
	Oh I can see me now
	So cold and so alone
	As the flowers slowly die
	In my field of little bones
	Oh I can see me now
	I can see me at the end
	Of this voyage that I/m on
	Without a love without a friend
	Now all this that I see
	Is not what I deserve
	They really have a nerve
	To say these things to me
	No girls just bread and water
	And your money you must save
	For there'll be nothing left for us
	When you're dead and in your grave

	zuo ci : Brel, Jouannest, Shuman
	Oh I can see them now
	Clutching a hankerchief
	And blowing me a kiss
	Discreetly asking how
	How came he died so young
	Or was he very old
	Is the body still warm
	Or is it already cold
	All doors are open wide
	They grope around inside
	At my desk my drawers my trunk
	There' s nothing left to hide
	Some love letters are there
	And an old photograph
	They' ve laid my poor soul bare
	And now all they do is laugh
	Oh I can see them all
	So formal and so stiff
	Like a seargant at arms
	At a policeman' s ball
	And everybody' s pushing
	To be the first in line
	Their hearts upon their sleeves
	Like a ten cent valentine
	The old women are there
	Too old to give a damn
	They' ve brought along the kids
	Who don' t know who I am
	They' re thinking about the price of my funeral bouquet
	What they' re thinking isn' t nice
	For now they' ll have to pay
	Oh I see all of you
	All of my phoney friends
	Who can' t wait for it ends
	Who can' t wait till it' s through
	Oh I see all of you
	You' ve been laughing all these years
	Now all that you have left
	Are a few crocodile tears
	Ah you don' t even know
	That you' re entering your hell
	As you leave my cemetary
	You think you' re doing well
	With that one who' s at your side
	You' re as proud as you can be
	Ah she' s going to make you cry
	But not the way you cried for me
	Oh I can see me now
	So cold and so alone
	As the flowers slowly die
	In my field of little bones
	Oh I can see me now
	I can see me at the end
	Of this voyage that I m on
	Without a love without a friend
	Now all this that I see
	Is not what I deserve
	They really have a nerve
	To say these things to me
	No girls just bread and water
	And your money you must save
	For there' ll be nothing left for us
	When you' re dead and in your grave

	zuò cí : Brel, Jouannest, Shuman
	Oh I can see them now
	Clutching a hankerchief
	And blowing me a kiss
	Discreetly asking how
	How came he died so young
	Or was he very old
	Is the body still warm
	Or is it already cold
	All doors are open wide
	They grope around inside
	At my desk my drawers my trunk
	There' s nothing left to hide
	Some love letters are there
	And an old photograph
	They' ve laid my poor soul bare
	And now all they do is laugh
	Oh I can see them all
	So formal and so stiff
	Like a seargant at arms
	At a policeman' s ball
	And everybody' s pushing
	To be the first in line
	Their hearts upon their sleeves
	Like a ten cent valentine
	The old women are there
	Too old to give a damn
	They' ve brought along the kids
	Who don' t know who I am
	They' re thinking about the price of my funeral bouquet
	What they' re thinking isn' t nice
	For now they' ll have to pay
	Oh I see all of you
	All of my phoney friends
	Who can' t wait for it ends
	Who can' t wait till it' s through
	Oh I see all of you
	You' ve been laughing all these years
	Now all that you have left
	Are a few crocodile tears
	Ah you don' t even know
	That you' re entering your hell
	As you leave my cemetary
	You think you' re doing well
	With that one who' s at your side
	You' re as proud as you can be
	Ah she' s going to make you cry
	But not the way you cried for me
	Oh I can see me now
	So cold and so alone
	As the flowers slowly die
	In my field of little bones
	Oh I can see me now
	I can see me at the end
	Of this voyage that I m on
	Without a love without a friend
	Now all this that I see
	Is not what I deserve
	They really have a nerve
	To say these things to me
	No girls just bread and water
	And your money you must save
	For there' ll be nothing left for us
	When you' re dead and in your grave

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