The Box

Song The Box
Artist Fad Gadget
Album Mute: Audio Documents

Lyrics

[00:03.98] 《The Boxer》- Simon and Garfunkel
[00:05.91] I am just a poor boy.
[00:07.95] Though my story's seldom told,
[00:10.68] I have squandered my resistance
[00:12.72] For a pocketful of mumbles,
[00:15.83] Such are promises
[00:19.41] All lies and jest
[00:21.03] Still, a man hears what he wants to hear
[00:23.98] And disregards the rest.
[00:35.63] When I left my home
[00:37.09] And my family,
[00:38.43] I was no more than a boy
[00:40.63] In the company of strangers
[00:43.38] In the quiet of the railway station,
[00:46.05] Running scared,
[00:48.01] Laying low,
[00:51.30] Seeking out the poorer quarters
[00:53.89] Where the ragged people go,
[00:56.54] Looking for the places
[00:58.29] Only they would know.
[01:01.35] CHORUSLie-la-lie.....
[01:17.53] Asking only workman's wages
[01:19.78] I come looking for a job,
[01:22.14] But I get no offers.
[01:25.35] Just a come-on from the whores
[01:27.46] On Seventh Avenue
[01:31.20] I do declare,
[01:32.93] There were times when I was so lonesome
[01:35.90] I took some comfort there.
[03:18.13][02:10.41] CHORUS Lie-la-lie.....
[02:24.43] Then I'm laying out my winter clothes
[02:28.81] And wishing I was gone
[02:30.70] Going home
[02:33.81] Where the New York City winters
[02:35.56] Aren't bleeding me,
[02:39.85] Leading me,
[02:43.68] Going home.
[02:50.02] In the clearing stands a boxer,
[02:54.92] And a fighter by his trade
[02:57.67] And he carries the reminders
[03:00.21] Of ev'ry glove that laid him down
[03:03.27] Or cut him till he cried out
[03:05.41] In his anger and his shame,
[03:07.94] "I am leaving, I am leaving."
[03:10.61] But the fighter still remains
[04:42.61] By eric 1/7/2002

Pinyin

[00:03.98] The Boxer Simon and Garfunkel
[00:05.91] I am just a poor boy.
[00:07.95] Though my story' s seldom told,
[00:10.68] I have squandered my resistance
[00:12.72] For a pocketful of mumbles,
[00:15.83] Such are promises
[00:19.41] All lies and jest
[00:21.03] Still, a man hears what he wants to hear
[00:23.98] And disregards the rest.
[00:35.63] When I left my home
[00:37.09] And my family,
[00:38.43] I was no more than a boy
[00:40.63] In the company of strangers
[00:43.38] In the quiet of the railway station,
[00:46.05] Running scared,
[00:48.01] Laying low,
[00:51.30] Seeking out the poorer quarters
[00:53.89] Where the ragged people go,
[00:56.54] Looking for the places
[00:58.29] Only they would know.
[01:01.35] CHORUSLielalie.....
[01:17.53] Asking only workman' s wages
[01:19.78] I come looking for a job,
[01:22.14] But I get no offers.
[01:25.35] Just a comeon from the whores
[01:27.46] On Seventh Avenue
[01:31.20] I do declare,
[01:32.93] There were times when I was so lonesome
[01:35.90] I took some comfort there.
[03:18.13][02:10.41] CHORUS Lielalie.....
[02:24.43] Then I' m laying out my winter clothes
[02:28.81] And wishing I was gone
[02:30.70] Going home
[02:33.81] Where the New York City winters
[02:35.56] Aren' t bleeding me,
[02:39.85] Leading me,
[02:43.68] Going home.
[02:50.02] In the clearing stands a boxer,
[02:54.92] And a fighter by his trade
[02:57.67] And he carries the reminders
[03:00.21] Of ev' ry glove that laid him down
[03:03.27] Or cut him till he cried out
[03:05.41] In his anger and his shame,
[03:07.94] " I am leaving, I am leaving."
[03:10.61] But the fighter still remains
[04:42.61] By eric 1 7 2002