Song | Love Minus Zero / No Limit |
Artist | Jackson Browne |
Album | Chimes Of Freedom: The Songs Of Bob Dylan Honoring 50 Years Of Amnesty International |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | Love Minus Zero /No Limit -Jackson Browne (克逊·布朗) |
[00:04.370] | Written by :Bob Dylan |
[00:08.748] | My love she speaks like silence |
[00:12.907] | Without ideals or violence |
[00:16.451] | She doesn't have to say she's faithful |
[00:19.870] | Yet she's true like ice like fire |
[00:27.172] | People carry roses |
[00:31.96] | And make promises by the hours |
[00:34.873] | My love she laughs like the flowers |
[00:38.591] | Valentines can't buy her |
[00:44.110] | In the dime stores and bus stations |
[00:49.72] | People talk of situations |
[00:52.805] | Read books repeat quotations |
[00:55.930] | Draw conclusions on the wall |
[01:02.294] | Some speak of the future |
[01:06.518] | My love she speaks softly |
[01:10.55] | She knows there's no success like failure |
[01:13.796] | And that failure's no success at all |
[01:55.809] | The cloak and dagger dangles |
[02:00.262] | Madams light the candles |
[02:03.757] | In ceremonies of the horsemen |
[02:07.175] | Even the pawn must hold a grudge |
[02:13.789] | Statues made of match sticks |
[02:18.400] | Crumble into one another |
[02:22.51] | My love winks she does not bother |
[02:25.242] | She knows too much to argue or to judge |
[02:31.601] | The bridge at midnight trembles |
[02:35.958] | The country doctor rambles |
[02:39.729] | Bankers'nieces seek perfection |
[02:42.888] | Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring |
[02:49.547] | The wind howls like a hammer |
[02:54.261] | The night blows cold and rainy |
[02:57.576] | My love she's like some raven |
[03:01.223] | At my window with a broken wing |
[00:00.00] | Love Minus Zero No Limit Jackson Browne ke xun bu lang |
[00:04.370] | Written by : Bob Dylan |
[00:08.748] | My love she speaks like silence |
[00:12.907] | Without ideals or violence |
[00:16.451] | She doesn' t have to say she' s faithful |
[00:19.870] | Yet she' s true like ice like fire |
[00:27.172] | People carry roses |
[00:31.96] | And make promises by the hours |
[00:34.873] | My love she laughs like the flowers |
[00:38.591] | Valentines can' t buy her |
[00:44.110] | In the dime stores and bus stations |
[00:49.72] | People talk of situations |
[00:52.805] | Read books repeat quotations |
[00:55.930] | Draw conclusions on the wall |
[01:02.294] | Some speak of the future |
[01:06.518] | My love she speaks softly |
[01:10.55] | She knows there' s no success like failure |
[01:13.796] | And that failure' s no success at all |
[01:55.809] | The cloak and dagger dangles |
[02:00.262] | Madams light the candles |
[02:03.757] | In ceremonies of the horsemen |
[02:07.175] | Even the pawn must hold a grudge |
[02:13.789] | Statues made of match sticks |
[02:18.400] | Crumble into one another |
[02:22.51] | My love winks she does not bother |
[02:25.242] | She knows too much to argue or to judge |
[02:31.601] | The bridge at midnight trembles |
[02:35.958] | The country doctor rambles |
[02:39.729] | Bankers' nieces seek perfection |
[02:42.888] | Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring |
[02:49.547] | The wind howls like a hammer |
[02:54.261] | The night blows cold and rainy |
[02:57.576] | My love she' s like some raven |
[03:01.223] | At my window with a broken wing |
[00:00.00] | Love Minus Zero No Limit Jackson Browne kè xùn bù lǎng |
[00:04.370] | Written by : Bob Dylan |
[00:08.748] | My love she speaks like silence |
[00:12.907] | Without ideals or violence |
[00:16.451] | She doesn' t have to say she' s faithful |
[00:19.870] | Yet she' s true like ice like fire |
[00:27.172] | People carry roses |
[00:31.96] | And make promises by the hours |
[00:34.873] | My love she laughs like the flowers |
[00:38.591] | Valentines can' t buy her |
[00:44.110] | In the dime stores and bus stations |
[00:49.72] | People talk of situations |
[00:52.805] | Read books repeat quotations |
[00:55.930] | Draw conclusions on the wall |
[01:02.294] | Some speak of the future |
[01:06.518] | My love she speaks softly |
[01:10.55] | She knows there' s no success like failure |
[01:13.796] | And that failure' s no success at all |
[01:55.809] | The cloak and dagger dangles |
[02:00.262] | Madams light the candles |
[02:03.757] | In ceremonies of the horsemen |
[02:07.175] | Even the pawn must hold a grudge |
[02:13.789] | Statues made of match sticks |
[02:18.400] | Crumble into one another |
[02:22.51] | My love winks she does not bother |
[02:25.242] | She knows too much to argue or to judge |
[02:31.601] | The bridge at midnight trembles |
[02:35.958] | The country doctor rambles |
[02:39.729] | Bankers' nieces seek perfection |
[02:42.888] | Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring |
[02:49.547] | The wind howls like a hammer |
[02:54.261] | The night blows cold and rainy |
[02:57.576] | My love she' s like some raven |
[03:01.223] | At my window with a broken wing |