Song | Joan of Arc |
Artist | Leonard Cohen |
Album | Songs of Love and Hate |
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[00:00.00] | 作曲 : Leonard Cohen |
[00:01.00] | 作词 : Leonard Cohen |
[00:06.25] | (Songs of Love and Hate) |
[00:10.10] | |
[00:12.01] | Now the flames they followed Joan of Arc |
[00:19.78] | as she came riding through the dark; |
[00:26.04] | no moon to keep her armour bright, |
[00:31.30] | no man to get her through this very smoky night. |
[00:43.77] | She said, "I'm tired of the war, |
[00:49.77] | I want the kind of work I had before, |
[00:56.05] | a wedding dress or something white |
[01:00.95] | to wear upon my swollen appetite." |
[01:43.12] | Well, I'm glad to hear you talk this way, |
[01:50.29] | you know I've watched you riding every day |
[01:56.79] | and something in me yearns to win |
[02:03.15] | such a cold and lonesome heroine. |
[02:15.22] | "And who are you?" she sternly spoke |
[02:21.68] | to the one beneath the smoke. |
[02:27.64] | "Why, I'm fire," he replied, |
[02:32.50] | "And I love your solitude, I love your pride." |
[02:42.20] | |
[02:45.91] | La la la la la la la.... |
[03:14.38] | |
[03:14.94] | "Then fire, make your body cold, |
[03:22.24] | I'm going to give you mine to hold," |
[03:28.55] | saying this she climbed inside |
[03:33.11] | to be his one, to be his only bride. |
[03:46.60] | And deep into his fiery heart |
[03:52.71] | he took the dust of Joan of Arc, |
[03:58.74] | and high above the wedding guests |
[04:03.98] | he hung the ashes of her wedding dress. |
[04:12.06] | |
[04:17.42] | La la la la la la la.... |
[04:44.77] | |
[04:45.57] | It was deep into his fiery heart |
[04:53.34] | he took the dust of Joan of Arc, |
[04:59.59] | and then she clearly understood |
[05:04.35] | if he was fire, oh then she must be wood. |
[05:18.17] | I saw her wince, I saw her cry, |
[05:24.38] | I saw the glory in her eye. |
[05:30.00] | Myself I long for love and light, |
[05:36.11] | but must it come so cruel, and oh so bright? |
[05:43.42] | |
[05:48.37] | La la la la la la la.... |
[06:17.76] |
[00:00.00] | zuo qu : Leonard Cohen |
[00:01.00] | zuo ci : Leonard Cohen |
[00:06.25] | Songs of Love and Hate |
[00:10.10] | |
[00:12.01] | Now the flames they followed Joan of Arc |
[00:19.78] | as she came riding through the dark |
[00:26.04] | no moon to keep her armour bright, |
[00:31.30] | no man to get her through this very smoky night. |
[00:43.77] | She said, " I' m tired of the war, |
[00:49.77] | I want the kind of work I had before, |
[00:56.05] | a wedding dress or something white |
[01:00.95] | to wear upon my swollen appetite." |
[01:43.12] | Well, I' m glad to hear you talk this way, |
[01:50.29] | you know I' ve watched you riding every day |
[01:56.79] | and something in me yearns to win |
[02:03.15] | such a cold and lonesome heroine. |
[02:15.22] | " And who are you?" she sternly spoke |
[02:21.68] | to the one beneath the smoke. |
[02:27.64] | " Why, I' m fire," he replied, |
[02:32.50] | " And I love your solitude, I love your pride." |
[02:42.20] | |
[02:45.91] | La la la la la la la.... |
[03:14.38] | |
[03:14.94] | " Then fire, make your body cold, |
[03:22.24] | I' m going to give you mine to hold," |
[03:28.55] | saying this she climbed inside |
[03:33.11] | to be his one, to be his only bride. |
[03:46.60] | And deep into his fiery heart |
[03:52.71] | he took the dust of Joan of Arc, |
[03:58.74] | and high above the wedding guests |
[04:03.98] | he hung the ashes of her wedding dress. |
[04:12.06] | |
[04:17.42] | La la la la la la la.... |
[04:44.77] | |
[04:45.57] | It was deep into his fiery heart |
[04:53.34] | he took the dust of Joan of Arc, |
[04:59.59] | and then she clearly understood |
[05:04.35] | if he was fire, oh then she must be wood. |
[05:18.17] | I saw her wince, I saw her cry, |
[05:24.38] | I saw the glory in her eye. |
[05:30.00] | Myself I long for love and light, |
[05:36.11] | but must it come so cruel, and oh so bright? |
[05:43.42] | |
[05:48.37] | La la la la la la la.... |
[06:17.76] |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Leonard Cohen |
[00:01.00] | zuò cí : Leonard Cohen |
[00:06.25] | Songs of Love and Hate |
[00:10.10] | |
[00:12.01] | Now the flames they followed Joan of Arc |
[00:19.78] | as she came riding through the dark |
[00:26.04] | no moon to keep her armour bright, |
[00:31.30] | no man to get her through this very smoky night. |
[00:43.77] | She said, " I' m tired of the war, |
[00:49.77] | I want the kind of work I had before, |
[00:56.05] | a wedding dress or something white |
[01:00.95] | to wear upon my swollen appetite." |
[01:43.12] | Well, I' m glad to hear you talk this way, |
[01:50.29] | you know I' ve watched you riding every day |
[01:56.79] | and something in me yearns to win |
[02:03.15] | such a cold and lonesome heroine. |
[02:15.22] | " And who are you?" she sternly spoke |
[02:21.68] | to the one beneath the smoke. |
[02:27.64] | " Why, I' m fire," he replied, |
[02:32.50] | " And I love your solitude, I love your pride." |
[02:42.20] | |
[02:45.91] | La la la la la la la.... |
[03:14.38] | |
[03:14.94] | " Then fire, make your body cold, |
[03:22.24] | I' m going to give you mine to hold," |
[03:28.55] | saying this she climbed inside |
[03:33.11] | to be his one, to be his only bride. |
[03:46.60] | And deep into his fiery heart |
[03:52.71] | he took the dust of Joan of Arc, |
[03:58.74] | and high above the wedding guests |
[04:03.98] | he hung the ashes of her wedding dress. |
[04:12.06] | |
[04:17.42] | La la la la la la la.... |
[04:44.77] | |
[04:45.57] | It was deep into his fiery heart |
[04:53.34] | he took the dust of Joan of Arc, |
[04:59.59] | and then she clearly understood |
[05:04.35] | if he was fire, oh then she must be wood. |
[05:18.17] | I saw her wince, I saw her cry, |
[05:24.38] | I saw the glory in her eye. |
[05:30.00] | Myself I long for love and light, |
[05:36.11] | but must it come so cruel, and oh so bright? |
[05:43.42] | |
[05:48.37] | La la la la la la la.... |
[06:17.76] |