The Wind Cries Mary

Song The Wind Cries Mary
Artist Jimi Hendrix
Album The Jimi Hendrix Experience [MCA Box]

Lyrics

[00:05.00] The wind cries Mary-Jimi Hendrix 风在呼唤玛莉(吉米・亨德里克斯)
[00:10.00]
[00:14.10] Atter all the jacks are in their boxes.当所有的杰克都被放进了盒子里。
[00:19.60] And the clowns have all gone 2 bed.所有的小丑们也上床睡了。
[00:25.25] U can hear happiness staggering on down the street.你可以听见快乐在街上跳舞。
[00:31.77] Footsteps dressed in red.留下了红色的足迹。
[00:37.27] And the wind whispers Mary.风在轻声叫＂玛丽＂。
[00:46.00]
[00:47.21] A broom is drearily sweeping.
[00:52.19] Up the broken pieces of yesterdays life.
[00:58.41] Somewhere a queen is weeping.
[01:04.01] Somewhere a king has no wife.
[01:09.97] And the wind,it cries Mary.
[01:18.00][01:48.00]
[01:51.26] The traffic lights,they turn,Uh,blue tomorrow.
[01:56.33] And shine their emptiness down on my bed.
[02:02.17] The tiny island sags down stream.
[02:07.94] ＇Cause the life that lived is,is dead.
[02:13.94] And the wind screams Mary.
[02:20.00]
[02:24.01] Uh-will the wind ever remember.
[02:29.06] The names it has blow in the past ?
[02:34.76] And with this crutch,its old age,& its wisdom.
[02:40.20] It whispers no,this will be the last.
[02:46.71] And the wind cries Mary.
[02:51.61]

Pinyin

[00:05.00] The wind cries MaryJimi Hendrix fēng zài hū huàn mǎ lì jí mǐ hēng dé lǐ kè sī
[00:10.00]
[00:14.10] Atter all the jacks are in their boxes. dāng suǒ yǒu de jié kè dōu bèi fàng jìn le hé zi lǐ.
[00:19.60] And the clowns have all gone 2 bed. suǒ yǒu de xiǎo chǒu men yě shàng chuáng shuì le.
[00:25.25] U can hear happiness staggering on down the street. nǐ kě yǐ tīng jiàn kuài lè zài jiē shàng tiào wǔ.
[00:31.77] Footsteps dressed in red. liú xià le hóng sè de zú jī.
[00:37.27] And the wind whispers Mary. fēng zài qīng shēng jiào mǎ lì.
[00:46.00]
[00:47.21] A broom is drearily sweeping.
[00:52.19] Up the broken pieces of yesterdays life.
[00:58.41] Somewhere a queen is weeping.
[01:04.01] Somewhere a king has no wife.
[01:09.97] And the wind, it cries Mary.
[01:18.00][01:48.00]
[01:51.26] The traffic lights, they turn, Uh, blue tomorrow.
[01:56.33] And shine their emptiness down on my bed.
[02:02.17] The tiny island sags down stream.
[02:07.94] Cause the life that lived is, is dead.
[02:13.94] And the wind screams Mary.
[02:20.00]
[02:24.01] Uhwill the wind ever remember.
[02:29.06] The names it has blow in the past ?
[02:34.76] And with this crutch, its old age, its wisdom.
[02:40.20] It whispers no, this will be the last.
[02:46.71] And the wind cries Mary.
[02:51.61]