| Song | The Caves of Altamira |
| Artist | Steely Dan |
| Album | The Royal Scam |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Becker, Fagen | |
| I recall when | |
| I was small | |
| How I spent my days alone | |
| The busy world was not for me | |
| So I went and found my own | |
| I would climb the garden wall | |
| With a candle in my hand | |
| I'd hide inside a hall of rock and sand | |
| On the stone an ancient hand | |
| In a faded yellow-green | |
| Made alive a worldly wonder | |
| Often told but never seen | |
| Now and ever bound to labor | |
| On the sea and in the sky | |
| Every man and beast appeared | |
| A friend as real as | |
| I CHORUS: | |
| Before the fall when they wrote it on the wall | |
| When there wasn't even any | |
| Hollywood | |
| They heard the call | |
| And they wrote it on the wall | |
| For you and me we understood | |
| Can it be this sad design | |
| Could be the very same | |
| A wooly man without a face | |
| And a beast without a name | |
| Nothin' here but history | |
| Can you see what has been done | |
| Memory rush over me | |
| Now I step into the sun | |
| CHORUS |
| zuo ci : Becker, Fagen | |
| I recall when | |
| I was small | |
| How I spent my days alone | |
| The busy world was not for me | |
| So I went and found my own | |
| I would climb the garden wall | |
| With a candle in my hand | |
| I' d hide inside a hall of rock and sand | |
| On the stone an ancient hand | |
| In a faded yellowgreen | |
| Made alive a worldly wonder | |
| Often told but never seen | |
| Now and ever bound to labor | |
| On the sea and in the sky | |
| Every man and beast appeared | |
| A friend as real as | |
| I CHORUS: | |
| Before the fall when they wrote it on the wall | |
| When there wasn' t even any | |
| Hollywood | |
| They heard the call | |
| And they wrote it on the wall | |
| For you and me we understood | |
| Can it be this sad design | |
| Could be the very same | |
| A wooly man without a face | |
| And a beast without a name | |
| Nothin' here but history | |
| Can you see what has been done | |
| Memory rush over me | |
| Now I step into the sun | |
| CHORUS |
| zuò cí : Becker, Fagen | |
| I recall when | |
| I was small | |
| How I spent my days alone | |
| The busy world was not for me | |
| So I went and found my own | |
| I would climb the garden wall | |
| With a candle in my hand | |
| I' d hide inside a hall of rock and sand | |
| On the stone an ancient hand | |
| In a faded yellowgreen | |
| Made alive a worldly wonder | |
| Often told but never seen | |
| Now and ever bound to labor | |
| On the sea and in the sky | |
| Every man and beast appeared | |
| A friend as real as | |
| I CHORUS: | |
| Before the fall when they wrote it on the wall | |
| When there wasn' t even any | |
| Hollywood | |
| They heard the call | |
| And they wrote it on the wall | |
| For you and me we understood | |
| Can it be this sad design | |
| Could be the very same | |
| A wooly man without a face | |
| And a beast without a name | |
| Nothin' here but history | |
| Can you see what has been done | |
| Memory rush over me | |
| Now I step into the sun | |
| CHORUS |