The Infanta Lyrics
| Song | The Infanta |
| Artist | The Decemberists |
| Album | Mad Men (Music From The Series Vol. 2) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : The Decemberists |
| [00:05.20] | |
| [00:22.16] | Here she comes in her palanquin |
| [00:25.98] | On the back of an elephant |
| [00:29.60] | On a bed made of linen and sequins and silk |
| [00:35.57] | All astride on her father's line |
| [00:40.46] | With the king and his concubines |
| [00:44.14] | And her nurse with her pitchers of liquors and milk |
| [00:50.63] | And we'll all come praise the infanta |
| [00:57.93] | And we'll all come praise the infanta |
| [01:06.29] | |
| [01:08.56] | Among five score pachyderm |
| [01:12.47] | Each canopied and passengered |
| [01:15.92] | Sit the duke and the duchess' luscious young girls |
| [01:22.00] | Within sight of the baronness |
| [01:26.60] | Seething spite for this live largesse |
| [01:30.19] | By her side sits the baron |
| [01:33.18] | Her barrenness barbs her |
| [01:37.07] | And we'll all come praise the infanta |
| [01:43.88] | And we'll all come praise the infanta |
| [01:52.71] | |
| [02:19.39] | A phalanx on camelback |
| [02:23.44] | Thirty ranks on a forward tack |
| [02:27.14] | Followed close, their shiny bright standards a-waving |
| [02:33.89] | While behind in their coach, in fours |
| [02:37.82] | Ride the wives of the king of Moors |
| [02:41.07] | And the veiled young virgin, the prince's betrothed |
| [02:48.29] | And we'll all come praise the infanta |
| [02:54.72] | And we'll all come praise the infanta |
| [03:03.33] | |
| [03:05.76] | And as she sits upon her place |
| [03:11.06] | Her innocence laid on her face |
| [03:16.35] | From all atop the parapets blow a multitude of coronets |
| [03:23.64] | Melodies rhapsodical and fair |
| [03:28.62] | And all our hearts afire |
| [03:31.58] | The sky ablaze with cannon fire |
| [03:33.93] | We all raise our voices to the air |
| [03:39.03] | To the air... |
| [03:43.17] | |
| [03:45.10] | And above all this folderol |
| [03:50.42] | On a bed made of chaparral |
| [03:53.75] | She is laid, a coronal placed on her brow |
| [03:59.46] | And the babe, all in slumber dreams |
| [04:04.62] | Of a place filled with quiet streams |
| [04:08.10] | And the lake where her cradle was pulled from the water |
| [04:14.53] | And we'll all come praise the infanta |
| [04:22.17] | And we'll all come praise the infanta |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : The Decemberists |
| [00:05.20] | |
| [00:22.16] | Here she comes in her palanquin |
| [00:25.98] | On the back of an elephant |
| [00:29.60] | On a bed made of linen and sequins and silk |
| [00:35.57] | All astride on her father' s line |
| [00:40.46] | With the king and his concubines |
| [00:44.14] | And her nurse with her pitchers of liquors and milk |
| [00:50.63] | And we' ll all come praise the infanta |
| [00:57.93] | And we' ll all come praise the infanta |
| [01:06.29] | |
| [01:08.56] | Among five score pachyderm |
| [01:12.47] | Each canopied and passengered |
| [01:15.92] | Sit the duke and the duchess' luscious young girls |
| [01:22.00] | Within sight of the baronness |
| [01:26.60] | Seething spite for this live largesse |
| [01:30.19] | By her side sits the baron |
| [01:33.18] | Her barrenness barbs her |
| [01:37.07] | And we' ll all come praise the infanta |
| [01:43.88] | And we' ll all come praise the infanta |
| [01:52.71] | |
| [02:19.39] | A phalanx on camelback |
| [02:23.44] | Thirty ranks on a forward tack |
| [02:27.14] | Followed close, their shiny bright standards awaving |
| [02:33.89] | While behind in their coach, in fours |
| [02:37.82] | Ride the wives of the king of Moors |
| [02:41.07] | And the veiled young virgin, the prince' s betrothed |
| [02:48.29] | And we' ll all come praise the infanta |
| [02:54.72] | And we' ll all come praise the infanta |
| [03:03.33] | |
| [03:05.76] | And as she sits upon her place |
| [03:11.06] | Her innocence laid on her face |
| [03:16.35] | From all atop the parapets blow a multitude of coronets |
| [03:23.64] | Melodies rhapsodical and fair |
| [03:28.62] | And all our hearts afire |
| [03:31.58] | The sky ablaze with cannon fire |
| [03:33.93] | We all raise our voices to the air |
| [03:39.03] | To the air... |
| [03:43.17] | |
| [03:45.10] | And above all this folderol |
| [03:50.42] | On a bed made of chaparral |
| [03:53.75] | She is laid, a coronal placed on her brow |
| [03:59.46] | And the babe, all in slumber dreams |
| [04:04.62] | Of a place filled with quiet streams |
| [04:08.10] | And the lake where her cradle was pulled from the water |
| [04:14.53] | And we' ll all come praise the infanta |
| [04:22.17] | And we' ll all come praise the infanta |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : The Decemberists |
| [00:05.20] | |
| [00:22.16] | Here she comes in her palanquin |
| [00:25.98] | On the back of an elephant |
| [00:29.60] | On a bed made of linen and sequins and silk |
| [00:35.57] | All astride on her father' s line |
| [00:40.46] | With the king and his concubines |
| [00:44.14] | And her nurse with her pitchers of liquors and milk |
| [00:50.63] | And we' ll all come praise the infanta |
| [00:57.93] | And we' ll all come praise the infanta |
| [01:06.29] | |
| [01:08.56] | Among five score pachyderm |
| [01:12.47] | Each canopied and passengered |
| [01:15.92] | Sit the duke and the duchess' luscious young girls |
| [01:22.00] | Within sight of the baronness |
| [01:26.60] | Seething spite for this live largesse |
| [01:30.19] | By her side sits the baron |
| [01:33.18] | Her barrenness barbs her |
| [01:37.07] | And we' ll all come praise the infanta |
| [01:43.88] | And we' ll all come praise the infanta |
| [01:52.71] | |
| [02:19.39] | A phalanx on camelback |
| [02:23.44] | Thirty ranks on a forward tack |
| [02:27.14] | Followed close, their shiny bright standards awaving |
| [02:33.89] | While behind in their coach, in fours |
| [02:37.82] | Ride the wives of the king of Moors |
| [02:41.07] | And the veiled young virgin, the prince' s betrothed |
| [02:48.29] | And we' ll all come praise the infanta |
| [02:54.72] | And we' ll all come praise the infanta |
| [03:03.33] | |
| [03:05.76] | And as she sits upon her place |
| [03:11.06] | Her innocence laid on her face |
| [03:16.35] | From all atop the parapets blow a multitude of coronets |
| [03:23.64] | Melodies rhapsodical and fair |
| [03:28.62] | And all our hearts afire |
| [03:31.58] | The sky ablaze with cannon fire |
| [03:33.93] | We all raise our voices to the air |
| [03:39.03] | To the air... |
| [03:43.17] | |
| [03:45.10] | And above all this folderol |
| [03:50.42] | On a bed made of chaparral |
| [03:53.75] | She is laid, a coronal placed on her brow |
| [03:59.46] | And the babe, all in slumber dreams |
| [04:04.62] | Of a place filled with quiet streams |
| [04:08.10] | And the lake where her cradle was pulled from the water |
| [04:14.53] | And we' ll all come praise the infanta |
| [04:22.17] | And we' ll all come praise the infanta |
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