| Song | Don't Forget About Delight |
| Artist | Bruce Cockburn |
| Album | You've Never Seen Everything |
| 作词 : Cockburn | |
| Amid the rumours and the expectations | |
| and all the stories dreamt and lived | |
| Amid the clangour and the dislocation | |
| and things to fear and to forgive | |
| Don't forget | |
| about delight | |
| Y know what I'm saying to you | |
| Don't forget | |
| about delight | |
| Y know | |
| Amid the post-ironic postulating | |
| and the poets' pilfered rhymes | |
| Meaning feels like it's evaporating | |
| Out of sight and out of mind | |
| Don't forget | |
| about delight | |
| Y know what I'm saying to you | |
| Don't forget | |
| about delight | |
| Y know | |
| Though you find yourself alone and stranded | |
| with no friend to take your side | |
| On the endless road afoot and empty-handed | |
| where the wild-eyed Cossacks ride | |
| Don't forget | |
| about delight | |
| Y know what I'm saying to you | |
| Don't forget | |
| about delight | |
| Y know | |
| Spring birds peck among the pressed-down grasses | |
| Clouds like zeppelins cross the sky | |
| Anger drips and pools and then it passes | |
| And I say a prayer that I | |
| Don't forget | |
| about delight | |
| Y know what I'm saying to you | |
| Don't forget | |
| about delight | |
| Y know |
| zuò cí : Cockburn | |
| Amid the rumours and the expectations | |
| and all the stories dreamt and lived | |
| Amid the clangour and the dislocation | |
| and things to fear and to forgive | |
| Don' t forget | |
| about delight | |
| Y know what I' m saying to you | |
| Don' t forget | |
| about delight | |
| Y know | |
| Amid the postironic postulating | |
| and the poets' pilfered rhymes | |
| Meaning feels like it' s evaporating | |
| Out of sight and out of mind | |
| Don' t forget | |
| about delight | |
| Y know what I' m saying to you | |
| Don' t forget | |
| about delight | |
| Y know | |
| Though you find yourself alone and stranded | |
| with no friend to take your side | |
| On the endless road afoot and emptyhanded | |
| where the wildeyed Cossacks ride | |
| Don' t forget | |
| about delight | |
| Y know what I' m saying to you | |
| Don' t forget | |
| about delight | |
| Y know | |
| Spring birds peck among the presseddown grasses | |
| Clouds like zeppelins cross the sky | |
| Anger drips and pools and then it passes | |
| And I say a prayer that I | |
| Don' t forget | |
| about delight | |
| Y know what I' m saying to you | |
| Don' t forget | |
| about delight | |
| Y know |