Song | Curry Land |
Artist | Donovan |
Album | Open Road |
作词 : Donovan | |
Lady, you are my peace of mind | |
Were I to seek your par none I could find | |
You delicately went to curry land | |
And left a lonely man, ah me, yogi blue | |
He thought to himself as he sat before | |
His stocks and shares a dreadful bore | |
If I'm to live another happy day | |
I best make haste and be on my way | |
He at his desk did write and indicate | |
To lawyer, friend and intimate | |
His lamentable grief did necessitate | |
The need for one swift bird to sail the ocean o'er | |
A sailing schooner was soon seen sailing, | |
Swift and silent, around the sound | |
Salutating seagulls heralding | |
The wonderous transport upon the wing | |
Twenty days from Goa they did espire | |
A wealthy merchant bound for Arabi-iy | |
Echanging greetings, had he heard the news | |
The Lady Hall had drowned, the price of Ninevah rose | |
Storms and tempests his shatterd mind beset | |
Hurricanes of pains raged and tore | |
Truly drowned in grief, he did repair | |
To haunted trinkets and gross despair | |
All in white 'neath shade in bamboo chair | |
Military discipline has replaced despair | |
Anchored in the bay of innocence | |
Is left a lonely man, lonely through and through | |
Through and through | |
Through and through |
zuò cí : Donovan | |
Lady, you are my peace of mind | |
Were I to seek your par none I could find | |
You delicately went to curry land | |
And left a lonely man, ah me, yogi blue | |
He thought to himself as he sat before | |
His stocks and shares a dreadful bore | |
If I' m to live another happy day | |
I best make haste and be on my way | |
He at his desk did write and indicate | |
To lawyer, friend and intimate | |
His lamentable grief did necessitate | |
The need for one swift bird to sail the ocean o' er | |
A sailing schooner was soon seen sailing, | |
Swift and silent, around the sound | |
Salutating seagulls heralding | |
The wonderous transport upon the wing | |
Twenty days from Goa they did espire | |
A wealthy merchant bound for Arabiiy | |
Echanging greetings, had he heard the news | |
The Lady Hall had drowned, the price of Ninevah rose | |
Storms and tempests his shatterd mind beset | |
Hurricanes of pains raged and tore | |
Truly drowned in grief, he did repair | |
To haunted trinkets and gross despair | |
All in white ' neath shade in bamboo chair | |
Military discipline has replaced despair | |
Anchored in the bay of innocence | |
Is left a lonely man, lonely through and through | |
Through and through | |
Through and through |