| Song | Life's Mistress |
| Artist | Bruce Cockburn |
| Album | High Winds White Sky (Deluxe Edition) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Cockburn | |
| She is passing in a warm breeze | |
| Bars of light that cross the floor | |
| One smoke-gray, curled, tiny feather | |
| Skips aside | |
| By her middle hang the keys | |
| Made to open any door | |
| Even the one that lets in the cold wind | |
| From outside | |
| She lives in a house of colour | |
| Guarded by cats three in number | |
| And one great dog of gentle manner | |
| In among the trees | |
| Silence | |
| Carries | |
| No apprehension here | |
| In the warm sun | |
| By the window sill | |
| I can just sit still | |
| And watch her go by... | |
| Queen of field and forest pathway | |
| Understands the speech of stones | |
| She weaves peace upon her loom | |
| Life's mistress |
| zuo ci : Cockburn | |
| She is passing in a warm breeze | |
| Bars of light that cross the floor | |
| One smokegray, curled, tiny feather | |
| Skips aside | |
| By her middle hang the keys | |
| Made to open any door | |
| Even the one that lets in the cold wind | |
| From outside | |
| She lives in a house of colour | |
| Guarded by cats three in number | |
| And one great dog of gentle manner | |
| In among the trees | |
| Silence | |
| Carries | |
| No apprehension here | |
| In the warm sun | |
| By the window sill | |
| I can just sit still | |
| And watch her go by... | |
| Queen of field and forest pathway | |
| Understands the speech of stones | |
| She weaves peace upon her loom | |
| Life' s mistress |
| zuò cí : Cockburn | |
| She is passing in a warm breeze | |
| Bars of light that cross the floor | |
| One smokegray, curled, tiny feather | |
| Skips aside | |
| By her middle hang the keys | |
| Made to open any door | |
| Even the one that lets in the cold wind | |
| From outside | |
| She lives in a house of colour | |
| Guarded by cats three in number | |
| And one great dog of gentle manner | |
| In among the trees | |
| Silence | |
| Carries | |
| No apprehension here | |
| In the warm sun | |
| By the window sill | |
| I can just sit still | |
| And watch her go by... | |
| Queen of field and forest pathway | |
| Understands the speech of stones | |
| She weaves peace upon her loom | |
| Life' s mistress |