| Song | Chimes of Freedom |
| Artist | Bob Dylan |
| Album | Playlist: The Very Best of Bob Dylan |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Bob Dylan |
| [00:01.00] | 作词 : Bob Dylan |
| [00:04.659] | Far between sundown's finish an'midnight's broken toll |
| [00:12.696] | We ducked inside the doorway,thunder crashing |
| [00:20.431] | As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds |
| [00:28.551] | Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing |
| [00:36.471] | Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight |
| [00:44.581] | Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight |
| [00:52.131] | An'for each an'ev'ry underdog soldier in the night |
| [00:59.289] | An'we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
| [01:09.99] | In the city's melted furnace,unexpectedly we watched |
| [01:17.287] | With faces hidden while the walls were tightening |
| [01:25.931] | As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowin'rain |
| [01:33.981] | Dissolved into the bells of the lightning |
| [01:40.31] | Dylan Bob |
| [01:42.161] | Tolling for the rebel,tolling for the rake |
| [01:50.271] | Tolling for the luckless,the abandoned an'forsaked |
| [01:58.61] | Tolling for the outcast,burnin'constantly at stake |
| [02:05.658] | An'we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
| [02:15.268] | Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail |
| [02:23.188] | The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder |
| [02:30.798] | That the clinging of the church bells blew far into the breeze |
| [02:38.598] | Leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder |
| [02:47.458] | Striking for the gentle,striking for the kind |
| [02:54.638] | Striking for the guardians and protectors of the mind |
| [03:02.128] | An'the unpawned painter behind beyond his rightful time |
| [03:10.48] | An'we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
| [03:22.898] | Through the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales |
| [03:30.578] | For the disrobed faceless forms of no position |
| [03:38.818] | Tolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts |
| [03:46.118] | All down in taken-for-granted situations |
| [03:58.252] | Tolling for the mistreated,mateless mother,the mistitled prostitute |
| [04:09.732] | For the misdemeanor outlaw,chased an'cheated by pursuit |
| [04:17.152] | An'we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
| [04:34.192] | Even though a cloud's white curtain in a far-off corner flashed |
| [04:41.802] | An'the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting |
| [04:49.412] | Electric light still struck like arrows,fired but for the ones |
| [04:57.532] | Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting |
| [05:05.882] | Tolling for the searching ones,on their speechless,seeking trail |
| [05:13.62] | For the lonesome-hearted lovers with too personal a tale |
| [05:20.802] | An'for each unharmful,gentle soul misplaced inside a jail |
| [05:28.542] | An'we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
| [05:55.432] | Starry-eyed an'laughing as I recall when we were caught |
| [06:05.352] | Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended |
| [06:12.962] | As we listened one last time an'we watched with one last look |
| [06:21.22] | Spellbound an'swallowed 'til the tolling ended |
| [06:28.882] | Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed |
| [06:36.552] | For the countless confused,accused,misused,strung-out ones an'worse |
| [06:44.472] | An'for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe |
| [06:52.152] | An'we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Bob Dylan |
| [00:01.00] | zuò cí : Bob Dylan |
| [00:04.659] | Far between sundown' s finish an' midnight' s broken toll |
| [00:12.696] | We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashing |
| [00:20.431] | As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds |
| [00:28.551] | Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing |
| [00:36.471] | Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight |
| [00:44.581] | Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight |
| [00:52.131] | An' for each an' ev' ry underdog soldier in the night |
| [00:59.289] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
| [01:09.99] | In the city' s melted furnace, unexpectedly we watched |
| [01:17.287] | With faces hidden while the walls were tightening |
| [01:25.931] | As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowin' rain |
| [01:33.981] | Dissolved into the bells of the lightning |
| [01:40.31] | Dylan Bob |
| [01:42.161] | Tolling for the rebel, tolling for the rake |
| [01:50.271] | Tolling for the luckless, the abandoned an' forsaked |
| [01:58.61] | Tolling for the outcast, burnin' constantly at stake |
| [02:05.658] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
| [02:15.268] | Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail |
| [02:23.188] | The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder |
| [02:30.798] | That the clinging of the church bells blew far into the breeze |
| [02:38.598] | Leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder |
| [02:47.458] | Striking for the gentle, striking for the kind |
| [02:54.638] | Striking for the guardians and protectors of the mind |
| [03:02.128] | An' the unpawned painter behind beyond his rightful time |
| [03:10.48] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
| [03:22.898] | Through the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales |
| [03:30.578] | For the disrobed faceless forms of no position |
| [03:38.818] | Tolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts |
| [03:46.118] | All down in takenforgranted situations |
| [03:58.252] | Tolling for the mistreated, mateless mother, the mistitled prostitute |
| [04:09.732] | For the misdemeanor outlaw, chased an' cheated by pursuit |
| [04:17.152] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
| [04:34.192] | Even though a cloud' s white curtain in a faroff corner flashed |
| [04:41.802] | An' the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting |
| [04:49.412] | Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones |
| [04:57.532] | Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting |
| [05:05.882] | Tolling for the searching ones, on their speechless, seeking trail |
| [05:13.62] | For the lonesomehearted lovers with too personal a tale |
| [05:20.802] | An' for each unharmful, gentle soul misplaced inside a jail |
| [05:28.542] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
| [05:55.432] | Starryeyed an' laughing as I recall when we were caught |
| [06:05.352] | Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended |
| [06:12.962] | As we listened one last time an' we watched with one last look |
| [06:21.22] | Spellbound an' swallowed ' til the tolling ended |
| [06:28.882] | Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed |
| [06:36.552] | For the countless confused, accused, misused, strungout ones an' worse |
| [06:44.472] | An' for every hungup person in the whole wide universe |
| [06:52.152] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |