Love Minus Zero/No Limit (Live) Lyrics
| Song | Love Minus Zero/No Limit (Live) |
| Artist | Bob Dylan |
| Album | At Budokan |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Dylan | |
| 作词 : Dylan | |
| My love she speaks like silence | |
| Without ideals or violence | |
| She doesn’t have to say she’s faithful | |
| Yet she’s true, like ice, like fire | |
| People carry roses | |
| Make promises by the hours | |
| My love she laughs like the flowers | |
| Valentines can’t buy her | |
| In the dime stores and bus stations | |
| People talk of situations | |
| Read books, repeat quotations | |
| Draw conclusions on the wall | |
| Some speak of the future | |
| My love she speaks softly | |
| She knows there’s no success like failure | |
| And that failure’s no success at all | |
| The cloak and dagger dangles | |
| Madams light the candles | |
| In ceremonies of the horsemen | |
| Even the pawn must hold a grudge | |
| Statues made of matchsticks | |
| Crumble into one another | |
| My love winks, she does not bother | |
| She knows too much to argue or to judge | |
| The bridge at midnight trembles | |
| The country doctor rambles | |
| Bankers’ nieces seek perfection | |
| Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring | |
| The wind howls like a hammer | |
| The night blows cold and rainy | |
| My love she’s like some raven | |
| At my window with a broken wing |
| zuo qu : Dylan | |
| zuo ci : Dylan | |
| My love she speaks like silence | |
| Without ideals or violence | |
| She doesn' t have to say she' s faithful | |
| Yet she' s true, like ice, like fire | |
| People carry roses | |
| Make promises by the hours | |
| My love she laughs like the flowers | |
| Valentines can' t buy her | |
| In the dime stores and bus stations | |
| People talk of situations | |
| Read books, repeat quotations | |
| Draw conclusions on the wall | |
| Some speak of the future | |
| My love she speaks softly | |
| She knows there' s no success like failure | |
| And that failure' s no success at all | |
| The cloak and dagger dangles | |
| Madams light the candles | |
| In ceremonies of the horsemen | |
| Even the pawn must hold a grudge | |
| Statues made of matchsticks | |
| Crumble into one another | |
| My love winks, she does not bother | |
| She knows too much to argue or to judge | |
| The bridge at midnight trembles | |
| The country doctor rambles | |
| Bankers' nieces seek perfection | |
| Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring | |
| The wind howls like a hammer | |
| The night blows cold and rainy | |
| My love she' s like some raven | |
| At my window with a broken wing |
| zuò qǔ : Dylan | |
| zuò cí : Dylan | |
| My love she speaks like silence | |
| Without ideals or violence | |
| She doesn' t have to say she' s faithful | |
| Yet she' s true, like ice, like fire | |
| People carry roses | |
| Make promises by the hours | |
| My love she laughs like the flowers | |
| Valentines can' t buy her | |
| In the dime stores and bus stations | |
| People talk of situations | |
| Read books, repeat quotations | |
| Draw conclusions on the wall | |
| Some speak of the future | |
| My love she speaks softly | |
| She knows there' s no success like failure | |
| And that failure' s no success at all | |
| The cloak and dagger dangles | |
| Madams light the candles | |
| In ceremonies of the horsemen | |
| Even the pawn must hold a grudge | |
| Statues made of matchsticks | |
| Crumble into one another | |
| My love winks, she does not bother | |
| She knows too much to argue or to judge | |
| The bridge at midnight trembles | |
| The country doctor rambles | |
| Bankers' nieces seek perfection | |
| Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring | |
| The wind howls like a hammer | |
| The night blows cold and rainy | |
| My love she' s like some raven | |
| At my window with a broken wing |
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