| Song | My Father's House |
| Artist | Bruce Springsteen |
| Album | Nebraska |
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| 作词 : Springsteen | |
| Lyrics:Bruce Springsteen Music:Bruce Springsteen | |
| Last night I dreamed that I was a child out where the pines grow wild and tall | |
| I was trying to make it home through the forest before the darkness falls | |
| I heard the wind rustling through the trees and ghostly voices rose from the fields | |
| I ran with my heart pounding down that broken path | |
| With the devil snappin' at my heels | |
| I broke through the trees, and there in the night | |
| My father's house stood shining hard and bright the branches and brambles tore my clothes and scratched my arms | |
| But I ran till I fell, shaking in his arms | |
| I awoke and I imagined the hard things that pulled us apart | |
| Will never again, sir, tear us from each other's hearts | |
| I got dressed, and to that house I did ride from out on the road, I could see its windows shining in light | |
| I walked up the steps and stood on the porch a woman I didn't recognize came and spoke to me through a chained door | |
| I told her my story, and who I'd come for | |
| She said 'I'm sorry, son, but no one by that name lives here anymore' | |
| My father's house shines hard and bright it stands like a beacon calling me in the night | |
| Calling and calling, so cold and alone | |
| Shining `cross this dark highway where our sins lie unatoned |
| zuo ci : Springsteen | |
| Lyrics: Bruce Springsteen Music: Bruce Springsteen | |
| Last night I dreamed that I was a child out where the pines grow wild and tall | |
| I was trying to make it home through the forest before the darkness falls | |
| I heard the wind rustling through the trees and ghostly voices rose from the fields | |
| I ran with my heart pounding down that broken path | |
| With the devil snappin' at my heels | |
| I broke through the trees, and there in the night | |
| My father' s house stood shining hard and bright the branches and brambles tore my clothes and scratched my arms | |
| But I ran till I fell, shaking in his arms | |
| I awoke and I imagined the hard things that pulled us apart | |
| Will never again, sir, tear us from each other' s hearts | |
| I got dressed, and to that house I did ride from out on the road, I could see its windows shining in light | |
| I walked up the steps and stood on the porch a woman I didn' t recognize came and spoke to me through a chained door | |
| I told her my story, and who I' d come for | |
| She said ' I' m sorry, son, but no one by that name lives here anymore' | |
| My father' s house shines hard and bright it stands like a beacon calling me in the night | |
| Calling and calling, so cold and alone | |
| Shining cross this dark highway where our sins lie unatoned |
| zuò cí : Springsteen | |
| Lyrics: Bruce Springsteen Music: Bruce Springsteen | |
| Last night I dreamed that I was a child out where the pines grow wild and tall | |
| I was trying to make it home through the forest before the darkness falls | |
| I heard the wind rustling through the trees and ghostly voices rose from the fields | |
| I ran with my heart pounding down that broken path | |
| With the devil snappin' at my heels | |
| I broke through the trees, and there in the night | |
| My father' s house stood shining hard and bright the branches and brambles tore my clothes and scratched my arms | |
| But I ran till I fell, shaking in his arms | |
| I awoke and I imagined the hard things that pulled us apart | |
| Will never again, sir, tear us from each other' s hearts | |
| I got dressed, and to that house I did ride from out on the road, I could see its windows shining in light | |
| I walked up the steps and stood on the porch a woman I didn' t recognize came and spoke to me through a chained door | |
| I told her my story, and who I' d come for | |
| She said ' I' m sorry, son, but no one by that name lives here anymore' | |
| My father' s house shines hard and bright it stands like a beacon calling me in the night | |
| Calling and calling, so cold and alone | |
| Shining cross this dark highway where our sins lie unatoned |