| Song | The Book Of My Life |
| Artist | Sting |
| Artist | Anoushka Shankar |
| Album | Sacred Love |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Sting |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Sting |
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| [00:51.0] | Let me watch by the fire and remember my days |
| [00:55.770] | And it may be a trick of the firelight |
| [01:01.60] | But the flickering pages that trouble my sight |
| [01:06.90] | Is a book I'm afraid to write |
| [01:09.690] | |
| [01:10.970] | It's the book of my days, it's the book of my life |
| [01:15.539] | And it's cut like a fruit on the blade of a knife |
| [01:20.230] | And it's all there to see as the section reveals |
| [01:25.130] | There's some sorrow in every life |
| [01:29.320] | |
| [01:30.520] | If it reads like a puzzle, a wandering maze |
| [01:34.830] | Then I won't understand ‘til the end of my days |
| [01:39.620] | I'm still forced to remember, |
| [01:43.20] | Remember the words of my life |
| [01:46.670] | |
| [01:54.720] | There are promises broken and promises kept |
| [01:59.289] | Angry words that were spoken, when I should have wept |
| [02:04.190] | There's a chapter of secrets, and words to confess |
| [02:09.190] | If I lose everything that I possess |
| [02:14.710] | There's a chapter on loss and a ghost who won't die |
| [02:18.870] | There's a chapter on love where the ink's never dry |
| [02:23.740] | There are sentences served in a prison I built out of lies. |
| [02:31.180] | |
| [02:35.600] | Though the pages are numbered |
| [02:41.690] | I can't see where they lead |
| [02:46.270] | For the end is a mystery no-one can read |
| [02:52.420] | In the book of my life |
| [02:55.620] | |
| [03:06.210] | There's a chapter on fathers a chapter on sons |
| [03:10.320] | There are pages of conflicts that nobody won |
| [03:15.190] | And the battles you lost and your bitter defeat, |
| [03:20.210] | There's a page where we fail to meet |
| [03:24.360] | |
| [03:25.579] | There are tales of good fortune that couldn't be planned |
| [03:30.40] | There's a chapter on god that I don't understand |
| [03:35.110] | There's a promise of Heaven and Hell but I'm damned if I see |
| [03:41.870] | |
| [03:47.960] | Though the pages are numbered |
| [03:52.190] | I can't see where they lead |
| [03:56.860] | For the end is a mystery no-one can read |
| [04:04.130] | In the book of my life |
| [04:07.390] | |
| [04:24.870] | Now the daylight's returning |
| [04:28.850] | And if one sentence is true |
| [04:33.909] | All these pages are burning |
| [04:38.590] | And all that's left is you |
| [04:53.909] | |
| [05:06.460] | Though the pages are numbered |
| [05:10.650] | I can't see where they lead |
| [05:15.450] | For the end is a mystery no-one can read |
| [05:22.160] | In the book of my life |
| [05:26.770] |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Sting |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Sting |
| [00:00.00] | |
| [00:01.00] | |
| [00:51.0] | Let me watch by the fire and remember my days |
| [00:55.770] | And it may be a trick of the firelight |
| [01:01.60] | But the flickering pages that trouble my sight |
| [01:06.90] | Is a book I' m afraid to write |
| [01:09.690] | |
| [01:10.970] | It' s the book of my days, it' s the book of my life |
| [01:15.539] | And it' s cut like a fruit on the blade of a knife |
| [01:20.230] | And it' s all there to see as the section reveals |
| [01:25.130] | There' s some sorrow in every life |
| [01:29.320] | |
| [01:30.520] | If it reads like a puzzle, a wandering maze |
| [01:34.830] | Then I won' t understand ' til the end of my days |
| [01:39.620] | I' m still forced to remember, |
| [01:43.20] | Remember the words of my life |
| [01:46.670] | |
| [01:54.720] | There are promises broken and promises kept |
| [01:59.289] | Angry words that were spoken, when I should have wept |
| [02:04.190] | There' s a chapter of secrets, and words to confess |
| [02:09.190] | If I lose everything that I possess |
| [02:14.710] | There' s a chapter on loss and a ghost who won' t die |
| [02:18.870] | There' s a chapter on love where the ink' s never dry |
| [02:23.740] | There are sentences served in a prison I built out of lies. |
| [02:31.180] | |
| [02:35.600] | Though the pages are numbered |
| [02:41.690] | I can' t see where they lead |
| [02:46.270] | For the end is a mystery noone can read |
| [02:52.420] | In the book of my life |
| [02:55.620] | |
| [03:06.210] | There' s a chapter on fathers a chapter on sons |
| [03:10.320] | There are pages of conflicts that nobody won |
| [03:15.190] | And the battles you lost and your bitter defeat, |
| [03:20.210] | There' s a page where we fail to meet |
| [03:24.360] | |
| [03:25.579] | There are tales of good fortune that couldn' t be planned |
| [03:30.40] | There' s a chapter on god that I don' t understand |
| [03:35.110] | There' s a promise of Heaven and Hell but I' m damned if I see |
| [03:41.870] | |
| [03:47.960] | Though the pages are numbered |
| [03:52.190] | I can' t see where they lead |
| [03:56.860] | For the end is a mystery noone can read |
| [04:04.130] | In the book of my life |
| [04:07.390] | |
| [04:24.870] | Now the daylight' s returning |
| [04:28.850] | And if one sentence is true |
| [04:33.909] | All these pages are burning |
| [04:38.590] | And all that' s left is you |
| [04:53.909] | |
| [05:06.460] | Though the pages are numbered |
| [05:10.650] | I can' t see where they lead |
| [05:15.450] | For the end is a mystery noone can read |
| [05:22.160] | In the book of my life |
| [05:26.770] |