Song | The Wind Cries Mary |
Artist | Jimi Hendrix |
Album | Rainy Day, Dream Away |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:05.00] | The wind cries Mary-Jimi Hendrix 风在呼唤玛莉(吉米・亨德里克斯) |
[00:10.00] | |
[00:14.10] | Atter all the jacks are in their boxes.当所有的杰克都被放进了盒子里。 |
[00:19.60] | And the clowns have all gone 2 bed.所有的小丑们也上床睡了。 |
[00:25.25] | U can hear happiness staggering on down the street.你可以听见快乐在街上跳舞。 |
[00:31.77] | Footsteps dressed in red.留下了红色的足迹。 |
[00:37.27] | And the wind whispers Mary.风在轻声叫"玛丽"。 |
[00:46.00] | |
[00:47.21] | A broom is drearily sweeping. |
[00:52.19] | Up the broken pieces of yesterdays life. |
[00:58.41] | Somewhere a queen is weeping. |
[01:04.01] | Somewhere a king has no wife. |
[01:09.97] | And the wind,it cries Mary. |
[01:18.00][01:48.00] | |
[01:51.26] | The traffic lights,they turn,Uh,blue tomorrow. |
[01:56.33] | And shine their emptiness down on my bed. |
[02:02.17] | The tiny island sags down stream. |
[02:07.94] | 'Cause the life that lived is,is dead. |
[02:13.94] | And the wind screams Mary. |
[02:20.00] | |
[02:24.01] | Uh-will the wind ever remember. |
[02:29.06] | The names it has blow in the past ? |
[02:34.76] | And with this crutch,its old age,& its wisdom. |
[02:40.20] | It whispers no,this will be the last. |
[02:46.71] | And the wind cries Mary. |
[02:51.61] |
[00:05.00] | The wind cries MaryJimi Hendrix feng zai hu huan ma li ji mi heng de li ke si |
[00:10.00] | |
[00:14.10] | Atter all the jacks are in their boxes. dang suo you de jie ke dou bei fang jin le he zi li. |
[00:19.60] | And the clowns have all gone 2 bed. suo you de xiao chou men ye shang chuang shui le. |
[00:25.25] | U can hear happiness staggering on down the street. ni ke yi ting jian kuai le zai jie shang tiao wu. |
[00:31.77] | Footsteps dressed in red. liu xia le hong se de zu ji. |
[00:37.27] | And the wind whispers Mary. feng zai qing sheng jiao ma li. |
[00:46.00] | |
[00:47.21] | A broom is drearily sweeping. |
[00:52.19] | Up the broken pieces of yesterdays life. |
[00:58.41] | Somewhere a queen is weeping. |
[01:04.01] | Somewhere a king has no wife. |
[01:09.97] | And the wind, it cries Mary. |
[01:18.00][01:48.00] | |
[01:51.26] | The traffic lights, they turn, Uh, blue tomorrow. |
[01:56.33] | And shine their emptiness down on my bed. |
[02:02.17] | The tiny island sags down stream. |
[02:07.94] | Cause the life that lived is, is dead. |
[02:13.94] | And the wind screams Mary. |
[02:20.00] | |
[02:24.01] | Uhwill the wind ever remember. |
[02:29.06] | The names it has blow in the past ? |
[02:34.76] | And with this crutch, its old age, its wisdom. |
[02:40.20] | It whispers no, this will be the last. |
[02:46.71] | And the wind cries Mary. |
[02:51.61] |
[00:05.00] | The wind cries MaryJimi Hendrix fēng zài hū huàn mǎ lì jí mǐ hēng dé lǐ kè sī |
[00:10.00] | |
[00:14.10] | Atter all the jacks are in their boxes. dāng suǒ yǒu de jié kè dōu bèi fàng jìn le hé zi lǐ. |
[00:19.60] | And the clowns have all gone 2 bed. suǒ yǒu de xiǎo chǒu men yě shàng chuáng shuì le. |
[00:25.25] | U can hear happiness staggering on down the street. nǐ kě yǐ tīng jiàn kuài lè zài jiē shàng tiào wǔ. |
[00:31.77] | Footsteps dressed in red. liú xià le hóng sè de zú jī. |
[00:37.27] | And the wind whispers Mary. fēng zài qīng shēng jiào mǎ lì. |
[00:46.00] | |
[00:47.21] | A broom is drearily sweeping. |
[00:52.19] | Up the broken pieces of yesterdays life. |
[00:58.41] | Somewhere a queen is weeping. |
[01:04.01] | Somewhere a king has no wife. |
[01:09.97] | And the wind, it cries Mary. |
[01:18.00][01:48.00] | |
[01:51.26] | The traffic lights, they turn, Uh, blue tomorrow. |
[01:56.33] | And shine their emptiness down on my bed. |
[02:02.17] | The tiny island sags down stream. |
[02:07.94] | Cause the life that lived is, is dead. |
[02:13.94] | And the wind screams Mary. |
[02:20.00] | |
[02:24.01] | Uhwill the wind ever remember. |
[02:29.06] | The names it has blow in the past ? |
[02:34.76] | And with this crutch, its old age, its wisdom. |
[02:40.20] | It whispers no, this will be the last. |
[02:46.71] | And the wind cries Mary. |
[02:51.61] |