Song | Visions Of Johanna (live 1966) |
Artist | Bob Dylan |
Album | Side Tracks |
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[00:00.000] | 作词 : Bob Dylan |
[00:01.000] | 作曲 : Bob Dylan |
[00:10.357] | Ain't it just like the night to play tricks |
[00:13.492] | When you're tryin' to be so quiet |
[00:20.859] | We sit here stranded though we're all doing our best to deny it |
[00:30.968] | And Louise holds a handful of rain tempting you to defy it |
[00:41.339] | Lights flicker from the opposite loft |
[00:47.399] | In this room the heat pipes just cough |
[00:52.624] | The country music station plays soft |
[00:56.751] | But there's nothing really nothing to turn off |
[01:04.849] | Just Louise and her lover so entwined |
[01:17.153] | And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind |
[01:37.920] | In the empty lot where the ladies play blindman's bluff with the key chain |
[01:48.421] | And the all night girls they whisper of escapades out on the d train |
[01:58.400] | We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight |
[02:02.475] | Ask himself if it's him or them that's really insane |
[02:08.326] | Louise she's all right she's just near |
[02:13.917] | She's delicate and seems like the mirror |
[02:18.540] | But she just makes it all too concise and too clear |
[02:22.485] | That Johanna's not here |
[02:31.393] | The ghost of electricity howls in the bones of her face |
[02:41.711] | Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place |
[03:00.519] | Now little boy lost he takes himself so seriously |
[03:08.878] | He brags of his misery he likes to live dangerously |
[03:17.211] | And when bringing her name up |
[03:20.163] | He speaks of a farewell kiss to me |
[03:26.406] | He's sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and all |
[03:36.281] | Muttering small talk at the wall while I'm in the hall |
[03:45.371] | Oh how can I explain |
[03:49.708] | It's so hard to get on |
[03:56.917] | And these visions of Johanna they kept me up past the dawn |
[04:16.379] | Inside the museums infinity goes up on trial |
[04:24.607] | Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while |
[04:34.325] | But Mona Lisa must had the highway blues |
[04:38.740] | You can tell by the way she smiles |
[04:45.192] | See the primitive wallflower freeze |
[04:49.737] | When the jelly faced women all sneeze |
[04:54.517] | Hear the one with the mustache say jeez |
[04:58.697] | I can't find my knees |
[05:04.940] | Oh jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule |
[05:14.919] | But these visions of Johanna they make it all seem so cruel |
[05:33.962] | The peddler now speaks to the countess who's pretending to care for him |
[05:42.374] | Saying name me someone that's not a parasite |
[05:46.188] | And I'll go out and say a prayer for him |
[05:52.457] | But like Louise always says |
[05:55.226] | Ya can't look at much can ya man |
[05:57.420] | As she herself prepares for him |
[06:02.122] | And madonna she still has not showed |
[06:07.321] | We see this empty cage now corrode |
[06:12.571] | Where her cape of the stage once had flowed |
[06:17.456] | The fiddler he now steps to the road |
[06:22.263] | He writes everything's been returned which was owed |
[06:27.566] | On the back of the fish truck that loads |
[06:31.980] | While my conscience explodes |
[06:37.832] | The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain |
[06:48.150] | And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain |
[00:00.000] | zuo ci : Bob Dylan |
[00:01.000] | zuo qu : Bob Dylan |
[00:10.357] | Ain' t it just like the night to play tricks |
[00:13.492] | When you' re tryin' to be so quiet |
[00:20.859] | We sit here stranded though we' re all doing our best to deny it |
[00:30.968] | And Louise holds a handful of rain tempting you to defy it |
[00:41.339] | Lights flicker from the opposite loft |
[00:47.399] | In this room the heat pipes just cough |
[00:52.624] | The country music station plays soft |
[00:56.751] | But there' s nothing really nothing to turn off |
[01:04.849] | Just Louise and her lover so entwined |
[01:17.153] | And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind |
[01:37.920] | In the empty lot where the ladies play blindman' s bluff with the key chain |
[01:48.421] | And the all night girls they whisper of escapades out on the d train |
[01:58.400] | We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight |
[02:02.475] | Ask himself if it' s him or them that' s really insane |
[02:08.326] | Louise she' s all right she' s just near |
[02:13.917] | She' s delicate and seems like the mirror |
[02:18.540] | But she just makes it all too concise and too clear |
[02:22.485] | That Johanna' s not here |
[02:31.393] | The ghost of electricity howls in the bones of her face |
[02:41.711] | Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place |
[03:00.519] | Now little boy lost he takes himself so seriously |
[03:08.878] | He brags of his misery he likes to live dangerously |
[03:17.211] | And when bringing her name up |
[03:20.163] | He speaks of a farewell kiss to me |
[03:26.406] | He' s sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and all |
[03:36.281] | Muttering small talk at the wall while I' m in the hall |
[03:45.371] | Oh how can I explain |
[03:49.708] | It' s so hard to get on |
[03:56.917] | And these visions of Johanna they kept me up past the dawn |
[04:16.379] | Inside the museums infinity goes up on trial |
[04:24.607] | Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while |
[04:34.325] | But Mona Lisa must had the highway blues |
[04:38.740] | You can tell by the way she smiles |
[04:45.192] | See the primitive wallflower freeze |
[04:49.737] | When the jelly faced women all sneeze |
[04:54.517] | Hear the one with the mustache say jeez |
[04:58.697] | I can' t find my knees |
[05:04.940] | Oh jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule |
[05:14.919] | But these visions of Johanna they make it all seem so cruel |
[05:33.962] | The peddler now speaks to the countess who' s pretending to care for him |
[05:42.374] | Saying name me someone that' s not a parasite |
[05:46.188] | And I' ll go out and say a prayer for him |
[05:52.457] | But like Louise always says |
[05:55.226] | Ya can' t look at much can ya man |
[05:57.420] | As she herself prepares for him |
[06:02.122] | And madonna she still has not showed |
[06:07.321] | We see this empty cage now corrode |
[06:12.571] | Where her cape of the stage once had flowed |
[06:17.456] | The fiddler he now steps to the road |
[06:22.263] | He writes everything' s been returned which was owed |
[06:27.566] | On the back of the fish truck that loads |
[06:31.980] | While my conscience explodes |
[06:37.832] | The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain |
[06:48.150] | And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain |
[00:00.000] | zuò cí : Bob Dylan |
[00:01.000] | zuò qǔ : Bob Dylan |
[00:10.357] | Ain' t it just like the night to play tricks |
[00:13.492] | When you' re tryin' to be so quiet |
[00:20.859] | We sit here stranded though we' re all doing our best to deny it |
[00:30.968] | And Louise holds a handful of rain tempting you to defy it |
[00:41.339] | Lights flicker from the opposite loft |
[00:47.399] | In this room the heat pipes just cough |
[00:52.624] | The country music station plays soft |
[00:56.751] | But there' s nothing really nothing to turn off |
[01:04.849] | Just Louise and her lover so entwined |
[01:17.153] | And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind |
[01:37.920] | In the empty lot where the ladies play blindman' s bluff with the key chain |
[01:48.421] | And the all night girls they whisper of escapades out on the d train |
[01:58.400] | We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight |
[02:02.475] | Ask himself if it' s him or them that' s really insane |
[02:08.326] | Louise she' s all right she' s just near |
[02:13.917] | She' s delicate and seems like the mirror |
[02:18.540] | But she just makes it all too concise and too clear |
[02:22.485] | That Johanna' s not here |
[02:31.393] | The ghost of electricity howls in the bones of her face |
[02:41.711] | Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place |
[03:00.519] | Now little boy lost he takes himself so seriously |
[03:08.878] | He brags of his misery he likes to live dangerously |
[03:17.211] | And when bringing her name up |
[03:20.163] | He speaks of a farewell kiss to me |
[03:26.406] | He' s sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and all |
[03:36.281] | Muttering small talk at the wall while I' m in the hall |
[03:45.371] | Oh how can I explain |
[03:49.708] | It' s so hard to get on |
[03:56.917] | And these visions of Johanna they kept me up past the dawn |
[04:16.379] | Inside the museums infinity goes up on trial |
[04:24.607] | Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while |
[04:34.325] | But Mona Lisa must had the highway blues |
[04:38.740] | You can tell by the way she smiles |
[04:45.192] | See the primitive wallflower freeze |
[04:49.737] | When the jelly faced women all sneeze |
[04:54.517] | Hear the one with the mustache say jeez |
[04:58.697] | I can' t find my knees |
[05:04.940] | Oh jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule |
[05:14.919] | But these visions of Johanna they make it all seem so cruel |
[05:33.962] | The peddler now speaks to the countess who' s pretending to care for him |
[05:42.374] | Saying name me someone that' s not a parasite |
[05:46.188] | And I' ll go out and say a prayer for him |
[05:52.457] | But like Louise always says |
[05:55.226] | Ya can' t look at much can ya man |
[05:57.420] | As she herself prepares for him |
[06:02.122] | And madonna she still has not showed |
[06:07.321] | We see this empty cage now corrode |
[06:12.571] | Where her cape of the stage once had flowed |
[06:17.456] | The fiddler he now steps to the road |
[06:22.263] | He writes everything' s been returned which was owed |
[06:27.566] | On the back of the fish truck that loads |
[06:31.980] | While my conscience explodes |
[06:37.832] | The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain |
[06:48.150] | And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain |