Song | Love Minus Zero/No Limit |
Artist | Joan Baez |
Album | Baez Sings Dylan |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.000] | 作曲 : Unknown |
[00:00.050] | My love she speaks like silence |
[00:05.250] | Without ideals or violence |
[00:09.500] | She doesn't have to say she's faithful |
[00:13.500] | Yet she's true, like ice, like fire |
[00:19.500] | People carry roses |
[00:23.750] | And make promises by the hours |
[00:28.250] | My love she laughs like the flowers |
[00:33.250] | Valentines can't buy her |
[00:39.500] | In the dime stores and bus stations |
[00:44.750] | People talk of situations |
[00:49.500] | Read books repeat quotations |
[00:53.000] | Draw conclusions on the wall |
[00:59.250] | Some speak of the future |
[01:03.500] | My love she speaks softly |
[01:07.500] | She knows there's no success like failure |
[01:11.500] | And that failure's no success at all |
[01:20.000] | The cloak and dagger will dangle |
[01:24.750] | Madams light the candles |
[01:29.750] | In ceremonies of the horsemen |
[01:33.250] | Even a pawn must hold a grudge |
[01:38.750] | Statues made of match sticks |
[01:43.500] | Crumble into one another |
[01:47.500] | My love winks she does not bother |
[01:52.250] | She knows too much to argue or to judge |
[01:59.000] | The bridge at midnight trembles |
[02:04.250] | The country doctor rambles |
[02:08.750] | Bankers' nieces seek perfection |
[02:12.500] | Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring |
[02:18.500] | The wind howls like a hammer |
[02:22.500] | The night blows cold n' rainy |
[02:27.000] | My love she's like some raven |
[02:31.000] | At my window with a broken wing |
[00:00.000] | zuo qu : Unknown |
[00:00.050] | My love she speaks like silence |
[00:05.250] | Without ideals or violence |
[00:09.500] | She doesn' t have to say she' s faithful |
[00:13.500] | Yet she' s true, like ice, like fire |
[00:19.500] | People carry roses |
[00:23.750] | And make promises by the hours |
[00:28.250] | My love she laughs like the flowers |
[00:33.250] | Valentines can' t buy her |
[00:39.500] | In the dime stores and bus stations |
[00:44.750] | People talk of situations |
[00:49.500] | Read books repeat quotations |
[00:53.000] | Draw conclusions on the wall |
[00:59.250] | Some speak of the future |
[01:03.500] | My love she speaks softly |
[01:07.500] | She knows there' s no success like failure |
[01:11.500] | And that failure' s no success at all |
[01:20.000] | The cloak and dagger will dangle |
[01:24.750] | Madams light the candles |
[01:29.750] | In ceremonies of the horsemen |
[01:33.250] | Even a pawn must hold a grudge |
[01:38.750] | Statues made of match sticks |
[01:43.500] | Crumble into one another |
[01:47.500] | My love winks she does not bother |
[01:52.250] | She knows too much to argue or to judge |
[01:59.000] | The bridge at midnight trembles |
[02:04.250] | The country doctor rambles |
[02:08.750] | Bankers' nieces seek perfection |
[02:12.500] | Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring |
[02:18.500] | The wind howls like a hammer |
[02:22.500] | The night blows cold n' rainy |
[02:27.000] | My love she' s like some raven |
[02:31.000] | At my window with a broken wing |
[00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Unknown |
[00:00.050] | My love she speaks like silence |
[00:05.250] | Without ideals or violence |
[00:09.500] | She doesn' t have to say she' s faithful |
[00:13.500] | Yet she' s true, like ice, like fire |
[00:19.500] | People carry roses |
[00:23.750] | And make promises by the hours |
[00:28.250] | My love she laughs like the flowers |
[00:33.250] | Valentines can' t buy her |
[00:39.500] | In the dime stores and bus stations |
[00:44.750] | People talk of situations |
[00:49.500] | Read books repeat quotations |
[00:53.000] | Draw conclusions on the wall |
[00:59.250] | Some speak of the future |
[01:03.500] | My love she speaks softly |
[01:07.500] | She knows there' s no success like failure |
[01:11.500] | And that failure' s no success at all |
[01:20.000] | The cloak and dagger will dangle |
[01:24.750] | Madams light the candles |
[01:29.750] | In ceremonies of the horsemen |
[01:33.250] | Even a pawn must hold a grudge |
[01:38.750] | Statues made of match sticks |
[01:43.500] | Crumble into one another |
[01:47.500] | My love winks she does not bother |
[01:52.250] | She knows too much to argue or to judge |
[01:59.000] | The bridge at midnight trembles |
[02:04.250] | The country doctor rambles |
[02:08.750] | Bankers' nieces seek perfection |
[02:12.500] | Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring |
[02:18.500] | The wind howls like a hammer |
[02:22.500] | The night blows cold n' rainy |
[02:27.000] | My love she' s like some raven |
[02:31.000] | At my window with a broken wing |