Song | I Never Asked To Be Your Mountain |
Artist | Tim Buckley |
Album | Goodbye And Hello |
作词 : Buckley | |
O i never asked to be your mountain | |
I never asked to fly | |
Remember when you came to me | |
And told me of his lies | |
You didn't understand my love | |
You don't know why i try | |
And the rain was falling on that day | |
And damn the reason why | |
The flying pisces sails for time | |
And tells me of my child | |
Wrapped in bitter tales and heartache | |
He begs for just a smile | |
O he never asked to be her mountain | |
He never asked to fly | |
And through his eye he comes his love | |
And tells her not to cry | |
She says, 'your scoundrel father flies | |
With a dancer called a queen | |
And with her stolen cards he plays | |
And laughs, but never wins' | |
O the child dreams to be his hands | |
In the counting of the rain | |
But only barren breasts he feels | |
For her milk will never drain | |
As i die i can't remember | |
Where i saw the rain: | |
Could it be that her laughter | |
Drove me down again? | |
Charming dancer will you stop, | |
Stop and talk to me? | |
Is there someone else you feel | |
In your dreams? you will, you see: | |
In midnight gazes | |
I've found you far from me: | |
If you lead me on | |
Please leave me down | |
O flying flying fish | |
Please flutter by my door: | |
Yes you can drink my lies | |
If first you read my eyes: | |
Each one is titled | |
'i'm drowning back to you': | |
I can't swim your waters | |
And you can't walk my lands: | |
I'm sailing all my sins | |
And i'm climbing all my fears | |
And soon now i'll fly | |
O i never asked to be your mountain | |
I never asked to fly | |
Remember when you came to me | |
And told me of his lies | |
You didn't understand my love | |
You don't know why i try | |
And the rain was falling on that day | |
And that's the reason why | |
Sweet lover, will you come back | |
And love me for a while? | |
Please take my hand | |
Leave all your fears behind | |
I've been gone too long | |
Now i'm home to stay | |
Please don't leave me | |
Again this way | |
Please come home |
zuò cí : Buckley | |
O i never asked to be your mountain | |
I never asked to fly | |
Remember when you came to me | |
And told me of his lies | |
You didn' t understand my love | |
You don' t know why i try | |
And the rain was falling on that day | |
And damn the reason why | |
The flying pisces sails for time | |
And tells me of my child | |
Wrapped in bitter tales and heartache | |
He begs for just a smile | |
O he never asked to be her mountain | |
He never asked to fly | |
And through his eye he comes his love | |
And tells her not to cry | |
She says, ' your scoundrel father flies | |
With a dancer called a queen | |
And with her stolen cards he plays | |
And laughs, but never wins' | |
O the child dreams to be his hands | |
In the counting of the rain | |
But only barren breasts he feels | |
For her milk will never drain | |
As i die i can' t remember | |
Where i saw the rain: | |
Could it be that her laughter | |
Drove me down again? | |
Charming dancer will you stop, | |
Stop and talk to me? | |
Is there someone else you feel | |
In your dreams? you will, you see: | |
In midnight gazes | |
I' ve found you far from me: | |
If you lead me on | |
Please leave me down | |
O flying flying fish | |
Please flutter by my door: | |
Yes you can drink my lies | |
If first you read my eyes: | |
Each one is titled | |
' i' m drowning back to you': | |
I can' t swim your waters | |
And you can' t walk my lands: | |
I' m sailing all my sins | |
And i' m climbing all my fears | |
And soon now i' ll fly | |
O i never asked to be your mountain | |
I never asked to fly | |
Remember when you came to me | |
And told me of his lies | |
You didn' t understand my love | |
You don' t know why i try | |
And the rain was falling on that day | |
And that' s the reason why | |
Sweet lover, will you come back | |
And love me for a while? | |
Please take my hand | |
Leave all your fears behind | |
I' ve been gone too long | |
Now i' m home to stay | |
Please don' t leave me | |
Again this way | |
Please come home |