| Song | THE BOXER |
| Artist | The Alfee |
| Album | デビュー40周年 スペシャルコンサート at 日本武道館 |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Paul Simon |
| [00:01.00] | 作词 : Paul Simon |
| [00:06.23] | I am just a poor boy |
| [00:07.97] | Though my story's seldom told |
| [00:10.93] | I have squandered my resistance |
| [00:13.90] | For a pocketful of mumbles |
| [00:16.39] | Such are promises |
| [00:18.43] | All lies and jest |
| [00:21.34] | Still, a man hears what he wants to hear |
| [00:24.18] | And disregards the rest |
| [00:26.24] | When I left my home and my family |
| [00:38.52] | I was no more than a boy |
| [00:40.96] | In the company of strangers |
| [00:43.99] | In the quiet of the railway station |
| [00:46.72] | Running scared |
| [00:50.16] | Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters |
| [00:54.11] | Where the ragged people go |
| [00:57.11] | Looking for the places only they would know |
| [01:01.79] | Lie-la-lie... |
| [01:17.49] | Asking only workman's wages |
| [01:19.73] | I come looking for a job |
| [01:22.28] | But I get no offers |
| [01:25.44] | Just a come-on from the whores on Seventh Avenue |
| [01:31.18] | I do declare there were times when I was so lonesome |
| [01:34.99] | I took some comfort there |
| [01:37.56] | Lie-la-lie... |
| [02:27.36] | Then I'm laying out my winter clothes |
| [02:29.84] | And wishing I was gone |
| [02:32.01] | Going home |
| [02:35.09] | Where the New York City winters aren't bleeding me |
| [02:38.88] | Leading me |
| [02:45.32] | Going home |
| [02:54.77] | In the clearing stands a boxer |
| [02:56.74] | And a fighter by his trade |
| [02:59.12] | And he carries the remainders |
| [03:01.71] | Of every glove that laid him down |
| [03:05.34] | And cut him till he cried out |
| [03:07.38] | In his anger and his shame |
| [03:09.30] | “I am leaving, I am leaving” |
| [03:12.16] | But the fighter still remains |
| [03:19.77] | Lie-la-lie... |
| [03:40.11] |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Paul Simon |
| [00:01.00] | zuò cí : Paul Simon |
| [00:06.23] | I am just a poor boy |
| [00:07.97] | Though my story' s seldom told |
| [00:10.93] | I have squandered my resistance |
| [00:13.90] | For a pocketful of mumbles |
| [00:16.39] | Such are promises |
| [00:18.43] | All lies and jest |
| [00:21.34] | Still, a man hears what he wants to hear |
| [00:24.18] | And disregards the rest |
| [00:26.24] | When I left my home and my family |
| [00:38.52] | I was no more than a boy |
| [00:40.96] | In the company of strangers |
| [00:43.99] | In the quiet of the railway station |
| [00:46.72] | Running scared |
| [00:50.16] | Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters |
| [00:54.11] | Where the ragged people go |
| [00:57.11] | Looking for the places only they would know |
| [01:01.79] | Lielalie... |
| [01:17.49] | Asking only workman' s wages |
| [01:19.73] | I come looking for a job |
| [01:22.28] | But I get no offers |
| [01:25.44] | Just a comeon from the whores on Seventh Avenue |
| [01:31.18] | I do declare there were times when I was so lonesome |
| [01:34.99] | I took some comfort there |
| [01:37.56] | Lielalie... |
| [02:27.36] | Then I' m laying out my winter clothes |
| [02:29.84] | And wishing I was gone |
| [02:32.01] | Going home |
| [02:35.09] | Where the New York City winters aren' t bleeding me |
| [02:38.88] | Leading me |
| [02:45.32] | Going home |
| [02:54.77] | In the clearing stands a boxer |
| [02:56.74] | And a fighter by his trade |
| [02:59.12] | And he carries the remainders |
| [03:01.71] | Of every glove that laid him down |
| [03:05.34] | And cut him till he cried out |
| [03:07.38] | In his anger and his shame |
| [03:09.30] | " I am leaving, I am leaving" |
| [03:12.16] | But the fighter still remains |
| [03:19.77] | Lielalie... |
| [03:40.11] |