Song | The Boxer (Live) |
Artist | Simon & Garfunkel |
Album | The Concert in Central Park (Live) |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Simon |
[00:07.07] | I am just a poor boy |
[00:08.76] | though my story's seldom told. |
[00:11.31] | I have squandered my resistance |
[00:13.96] | for a pocketful of mumbles' |
[00:16.27] | such are promises. |
[00:19.85] | All lies and jest. |
[00:21.66] | Still' a man hears what he wants to hear |
[00:25.74] | and disregards the rest. |
[00:27.12] | Mmm....... |
[00:28.32] | Mmm....... |
[00:36.24] | When I left my home |
[00:37.68] | and my family. |
[00:38.87] | I was no more than a boy. |
[00:41.76] | In the company of strangers' |
[00:44.01] | in the quiet of the railway station |
[00:47.08] | running scared. |
[00:50.52] | Laying low' |
[00:51.64] | seeking out the poorer quarters |
[00:54.78] | where the ragged people go. |
[00:56.91] | Looking for the places |
[00:58.86] | only they would know. |
[01:02.31] | Lie-la-lie..... |
[01:04.62] | Lie-la-lie..... |
[01:17.92] | Asking only workman's wages' |
[01:20.49] | I come looking for a job |
[01:22.86] | but I get no offers. |
[01:25.79] | Just a come-on from the whores |
[01:27.92] | on Seventh Avenue. |
[01:31.49] | I do declare' |
[01:33.30] | there were times |
[01:34.50] | when I was so lonesome |
[01:36.74] | I took some comfort there. |
[01:38.57] | Lie-la-lie..... |
[01:46.25] | |
[02:11.13] | Lie-la-lie..... |
[02:13.72] | Lie-la-lie..... |
[02:16.79] | |
[02:26.97] | Then I'm laying out |
[02:28.90] | my winter clothes |
[02:29.90] | and wishing I was gone. |
[02:32.04] | Going home' |
[02:34.47] | where the New York City winters |
[02:36.84] | aren't bleeding me. |
[02:40.52] | Leading me |
[02:44.64] | going home. |
[02:49.71] | |
[02:53.72] | In the clearing stands a boxer' |
[02:55.97] | and a fighter by his trade. |
[02:58.59] | And he carries the reminders |
[03:01.24] | of ev'ry glove that laid him down |
[03:03.94] | or cut him till he cried out. |
[03:06.32] | In his anger and his shame' |
[03:08.51] | "I am leaving' I am leaving." |
[03:11.13] | But the fighter still remains. |
[03:13.92] | Mmm............ |
[03:18.94] | Lie-la-lie..............Lie-la-lie |
[03:26.40] | Lie-la-lie..............Lie-la-lie |
[03:30.89] | Lie-la-lie..............Lie-la-lie |
[03:36.23] | Lie-la-lie..............Lie-la-lie |
[03:41.28] | Lie-la-lie..............Lie-la-lie |
[03:46.40] | Lie-la-lie..............Lie-la-lie |
[03:51.47] | Lie-la-lie..............Lie-la-lie |
[03:56.60] | Lie-la-lie..............Lie-la-lie |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Simon |
[00:07.07] | I am just a poor boy |
[00:08.76] | though my story' s seldom told. |
[00:11.31] | I have squandered my resistance |
[00:13.96] | for a pocketful of mumbles' |
[00:16.27] | such are promises. |
[00:19.85] | All lies and jest. |
[00:21.66] | Still' a man hears what he wants to hear |
[00:25.74] | and disregards the rest. |
[00:27.12] | Mmm....... |
[00:28.32] | Mmm....... |
[00:36.24] | When I left my home |
[00:37.68] | and my family. |
[00:38.87] | I was no more than a boy. |
[00:41.76] | In the company of strangers' |
[00:44.01] | in the quiet of the railway station |
[00:47.08] | running scared. |
[00:50.52] | Laying low' |
[00:51.64] | seeking out the poorer quarters |
[00:54.78] | where the ragged people go. |
[00:56.91] | Looking for the places |
[00:58.86] | only they would know. |
[01:02.31] | Lielalie..... |
[01:04.62] | Lielalie..... |
[01:17.92] | Asking only workman' s wages' |
[01:20.49] | I come looking for a job |
[01:22.86] | but I get no offers. |
[01:25.79] | Just a comeon from the whores |
[01:27.92] | on Seventh Avenue. |
[01:31.49] | I do declare' |
[01:33.30] | there were times |
[01:34.50] | when I was so lonesome |
[01:36.74] | I took some comfort there. |
[01:38.57] | Lielalie..... |
[01:46.25] | |
[02:11.13] | Lielalie..... |
[02:13.72] | Lielalie..... |
[02:16.79] | |
[02:26.97] | Then I' m laying out |
[02:28.90] | my winter clothes |
[02:29.90] | and wishing I was gone. |
[02:32.04] | Going home' |
[02:34.47] | where the New York City winters |
[02:36.84] | aren' t bleeding me. |
[02:40.52] | Leading me |
[02:44.64] | going home. |
[02:49.71] | |
[02:53.72] | In the clearing stands a boxer' |
[02:55.97] | and a fighter by his trade. |
[02:58.59] | And he carries the reminders |
[03:01.24] | of ev' ry glove that laid him down |
[03:03.94] | or cut him till he cried out. |
[03:06.32] | In his anger and his shame' |
[03:08.51] | " I am leaving' I am leaving." |
[03:11.13] | But the fighter still remains. |
[03:13.92] | Mmm............ |
[03:18.94] | Lielalie.............. Lielalie |
[03:26.40] | Lielalie.............. Lielalie |
[03:30.89] | Lielalie.............. Lielalie |
[03:36.23] | Lielalie.............. Lielalie |
[03:41.28] | Lielalie.............. Lielalie |
[03:46.40] | Lielalie.............. Lielalie |
[03:51.47] | Lielalie.............. Lielalie |
[03:56.60] | Lielalie.............. Lielalie |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Simon |
[00:07.07] | I am just a poor boy |
[00:08.76] | though my story' s seldom told. |
[00:11.31] | I have squandered my resistance |
[00:13.96] | for a pocketful of mumbles' |
[00:16.27] | such are promises. |
[00:19.85] | All lies and jest. |
[00:21.66] | Still' a man hears what he wants to hear |
[00:25.74] | and disregards the rest. |
[00:27.12] | Mmm....... |
[00:28.32] | Mmm....... |
[00:36.24] | When I left my home |
[00:37.68] | and my family. |
[00:38.87] | I was no more than a boy. |
[00:41.76] | In the company of strangers' |
[00:44.01] | in the quiet of the railway station |
[00:47.08] | running scared. |
[00:50.52] | Laying low' |
[00:51.64] | seeking out the poorer quarters |
[00:54.78] | where the ragged people go. |
[00:56.91] | Looking for the places |
[00:58.86] | only they would know. |
[01:02.31] | Lielalie..... |
[01:04.62] | Lielalie..... |
[01:17.92] | Asking only workman' s wages' |
[01:20.49] | I come looking for a job |
[01:22.86] | but I get no offers. |
[01:25.79] | Just a comeon from the whores |
[01:27.92] | on Seventh Avenue. |
[01:31.49] | I do declare' |
[01:33.30] | there were times |
[01:34.50] | when I was so lonesome |
[01:36.74] | I took some comfort there. |
[01:38.57] | Lielalie..... |
[01:46.25] | |
[02:11.13] | Lielalie..... |
[02:13.72] | Lielalie..... |
[02:16.79] | |
[02:26.97] | Then I' m laying out |
[02:28.90] | my winter clothes |
[02:29.90] | and wishing I was gone. |
[02:32.04] | Going home' |
[02:34.47] | where the New York City winters |
[02:36.84] | aren' t bleeding me. |
[02:40.52] | Leading me |
[02:44.64] | going home. |
[02:49.71] | |
[02:53.72] | In the clearing stands a boxer' |
[02:55.97] | and a fighter by his trade. |
[02:58.59] | And he carries the reminders |
[03:01.24] | of ev' ry glove that laid him down |
[03:03.94] | or cut him till he cried out. |
[03:06.32] | In his anger and his shame' |
[03:08.51] | " I am leaving' I am leaving." |
[03:11.13] | But the fighter still remains. |
[03:13.92] | Mmm............ |
[03:18.94] | Lielalie.............. Lielalie |
[03:26.40] | Lielalie.............. Lielalie |
[03:30.89] | Lielalie.............. Lielalie |
[03:36.23] | Lielalie.............. Lielalie |
[03:41.28] | Lielalie.............. Lielalie |
[03:46.40] | Lielalie.............. Lielalie |
[03:51.47] | Lielalie.............. Lielalie |
[03:56.60] | Lielalie.............. Lielalie |