| Song | Down Before Cathay |
| Artist | The Incredible String Band |
| Album | No Ruinous Feud |
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| 作词 : Lemaistre | |
| Through red forests that lean against the hills | |
| I wandered with my heart in my hand | |
| My cloak wound down to the shores of Cathay | |
| Where the gold lay scattered on the sand | |
| Night was young back before the dawn | |
| Casting kisses at the day | |
| Shipping the sea bestriding the earth | |
| Down before Cathay. | |
| The admirable deeds of Khubla Khan | |
| we admired from the deck | |
| Of our cedarwood ship | |
| Observing the domes that prance from Mandalay | |
| Where the dogs they sleep all the day | |
| We gazed upon the Towers of Tyre | |
| That rose coarse and spicey in the air | |
| But we sailed up the coast to sidon | |
| Where the gazes are so rare | |
| Where the gazes are so rare | |
| The ship shone its lamp across the silent air | |
| That swirled before Cathay | |
| And there on the sand that courts the amber sea | |
| Our fair bodies we cast away | |
| Night was young back before the dawn | |
| Casting kisses at the day | |
| Sipping the sea bestriing the earth | |
| Down before Cathay. |
| zuo ci : Lemaistre | |
| Through red forests that lean against the hills | |
| I wandered with my heart in my hand | |
| My cloak wound down to the shores of Cathay | |
| Where the gold lay scattered on the sand | |
| Night was young back before the dawn | |
| Casting kisses at the day | |
| Shipping the sea bestriding the earth | |
| Down before Cathay. | |
| The admirable deeds of Khubla Khan | |
| we admired from the deck | |
| Of our cedarwood ship | |
| Observing the domes that prance from Mandalay | |
| Where the dogs they sleep all the day | |
| We gazed upon the Towers of Tyre | |
| That rose coarse and spicey in the air | |
| But we sailed up the coast to sidon | |
| Where the gazes are so rare | |
| Where the gazes are so rare | |
| The ship shone its lamp across the silent air | |
| That swirled before Cathay | |
| And there on the sand that courts the amber sea | |
| Our fair bodies we cast away | |
| Night was young back before the dawn | |
| Casting kisses at the day | |
| Sipping the sea bestriing the earth | |
| Down before Cathay. |
| zuò cí : Lemaistre | |
| Through red forests that lean against the hills | |
| I wandered with my heart in my hand | |
| My cloak wound down to the shores of Cathay | |
| Where the gold lay scattered on the sand | |
| Night was young back before the dawn | |
| Casting kisses at the day | |
| Shipping the sea bestriding the earth | |
| Down before Cathay. | |
| The admirable deeds of Khubla Khan | |
| we admired from the deck | |
| Of our cedarwood ship | |
| Observing the domes that prance from Mandalay | |
| Where the dogs they sleep all the day | |
| We gazed upon the Towers of Tyre | |
| That rose coarse and spicey in the air | |
| But we sailed up the coast to sidon | |
| Where the gazes are so rare | |
| Where the gazes are so rare | |
| The ship shone its lamp across the silent air | |
| That swirled before Cathay | |
| And there on the sand that courts the amber sea | |
| Our fair bodies we cast away | |
| Night was young back before the dawn | |
| Casting kisses at the day | |
| Sipping the sea bestriing the earth | |
| Down before Cathay. |