Song | Diamonds In The Mine |
Artist | Leonard Cohen |
Album | Songs Of Leonard Cohen / Songs Of Love And Hate (Coffret 2 CD) |
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作曲 : Leonard Cohen | |
作词 : Leonard Cohen | |
Leonard Cohen - Diamonds in the Mine | |
(Songs of Love and Hate) | |
The woman in blue, she's asking for revenge, | |
the man in white -- that's you -- says he has no friends. | |
The river is swollen up with rusty cans | |
and the trees are burning in your promised land. | |
And there are no letters in the mailbox, | |
and there are no grapes upon the vine, | |
and there are no chocolates in the boxes anymore, | |
and there are no diamonds in the mine. | |
Well, you tell me that your lover has a broken limb, | |
you say you're kind of restless now and it's on account of him. | |
Well, I saw the man in question, it was just the other night, | |
he was eating up a lady where the lions and Christians fight. | |
And there are no letters in the mailbox | |
and there are no grapes upon the vine, | |
and there are no chocolates in the boxes anymore, | |
and there are no diamonds in the mine. | |
(You tell them now) | |
Ah, there is no comfort in the covens of the witch, | |
some very clever doctor went and sterilized the bitch, | |
and the only man of energy, yes the revolution's pride, | |
he trained a hundred women just to kill an unborn child. | |
And there are no letters in the mailbox, | |
oh no, there are no, no grapes upon your vine, | |
and there are, there are no chocolates in your boxes anymore, | |
and there are no diamonds in your mine. | |
And there are no letters in the mailbox, | |
and there are no grapes upon the vine, | |
and there are no chocolates in your boxes anymore, | |
and there are no diamonds in your mine. |
zuo qu : Leonard Cohen | |
zuo ci : Leonard Cohen | |
Leonard Cohen Diamonds in the Mine | |
Songs of Love and Hate | |
The woman in blue, she' s asking for revenge, | |
the man in white that' s you says he has no friends. | |
The river is swollen up with rusty cans | |
and the trees are burning in your promised land. | |
And there are no letters in the mailbox, | |
and there are no grapes upon the vine, | |
and there are no chocolates in the boxes anymore, | |
and there are no diamonds in the mine. | |
Well, you tell me that your lover has a broken limb, | |
you say you' re kind of restless now and it' s on account of him. | |
Well, I saw the man in question, it was just the other night, | |
he was eating up a lady where the lions and Christians fight. | |
And there are no letters in the mailbox | |
and there are no grapes upon the vine, | |
and there are no chocolates in the boxes anymore, | |
and there are no diamonds in the mine. | |
You tell them now | |
Ah, there is no comfort in the covens of the witch, | |
some very clever doctor went and sterilized the bitch, | |
and the only man of energy, yes the revolution' s pride, | |
he trained a hundred women just to kill an unborn child. | |
And there are no letters in the mailbox, | |
oh no, there are no, no grapes upon your vine, | |
and there are, there are no chocolates in your boxes anymore, | |
and there are no diamonds in your mine. | |
And there are no letters in the mailbox, | |
and there are no grapes upon the vine, | |
and there are no chocolates in your boxes anymore, | |
and there are no diamonds in your mine. |
zuò qǔ : Leonard Cohen | |
zuò cí : Leonard Cohen | |
Leonard Cohen Diamonds in the Mine | |
Songs of Love and Hate | |
The woman in blue, she' s asking for revenge, | |
the man in white that' s you says he has no friends. | |
The river is swollen up with rusty cans | |
and the trees are burning in your promised land. | |
And there are no letters in the mailbox, | |
and there are no grapes upon the vine, | |
and there are no chocolates in the boxes anymore, | |
and there are no diamonds in the mine. | |
Well, you tell me that your lover has a broken limb, | |
you say you' re kind of restless now and it' s on account of him. | |
Well, I saw the man in question, it was just the other night, | |
he was eating up a lady where the lions and Christians fight. | |
And there are no letters in the mailbox | |
and there are no grapes upon the vine, | |
and there are no chocolates in the boxes anymore, | |
and there are no diamonds in the mine. | |
You tell them now | |
Ah, there is no comfort in the covens of the witch, | |
some very clever doctor went and sterilized the bitch, | |
and the only man of energy, yes the revolution' s pride, | |
he trained a hundred women just to kill an unborn child. | |
And there are no letters in the mailbox, | |
oh no, there are no, no grapes upon your vine, | |
and there are, there are no chocolates in your boxes anymore, | |
and there are no diamonds in your mine. | |
And there are no letters in the mailbox, | |
and there are no grapes upon the vine, | |
and there are no chocolates in your boxes anymore, | |
and there are no diamonds in your mine. |