| Song | I Have No Time |
| Artist | Bert Jansch |
| Album | Bert Jansch |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Jansch | |
| I have no time to spend with you | |
| You talk of nothing, what can you do | |
| You live like kings and you know it's true | |
| That if famine crossed the waters that'll be the end of you. | |
| I've heard of people who till the earth | |
| Who saw their seeds for all they're worth | |
| Who cry for rain all summer long | |
| And weep for the day when winter's passed and gone. | |
| If cherry trees bore fruit of gold | |
| The birds would die, their wings would fold | |
| They'd sing no more their song of love | |
| Nor await the morning sun that lights the sky above. | |
| If war returns like it did before | |
| A kiddy's penny would be no more | |
| They'd cry for love and their candy too | |
| But a kiddy's wants are nothing 'till killin' days are thru'. | |
| So drink your fill be happy now | |
| The times will change and you'll wonder how | |
| A man could die from lack of food | |
| But you don't give a damn, no reason why you should. |
| zuo ci : Jansch | |
| I have no time to spend with you | |
| You talk of nothing, what can you do | |
| You live like kings and you know it' s true | |
| That if famine crossed the waters that' ll be the end of you. | |
| I' ve heard of people who till the earth | |
| Who saw their seeds for all they' re worth | |
| Who cry for rain all summer long | |
| And weep for the day when winter' s passed and gone. | |
| If cherry trees bore fruit of gold | |
| The birds would die, their wings would fold | |
| They' d sing no more their song of love | |
| Nor await the morning sun that lights the sky above. | |
| If war returns like it did before | |
| A kiddy' s penny would be no more | |
| They' d cry for love and their candy too | |
| But a kiddy' s wants are nothing ' till killin' days are thru'. | |
| So drink your fill be happy now | |
| The times will change and you' ll wonder how | |
| A man could die from lack of food | |
| But you don' t give a damn, no reason why you should. |
| zuò cí : Jansch | |
| I have no time to spend with you | |
| You talk of nothing, what can you do | |
| You live like kings and you know it' s true | |
| That if famine crossed the waters that' ll be the end of you. | |
| I' ve heard of people who till the earth | |
| Who saw their seeds for all they' re worth | |
| Who cry for rain all summer long | |
| And weep for the day when winter' s passed and gone. | |
| If cherry trees bore fruit of gold | |
| The birds would die, their wings would fold | |
| They' d sing no more their song of love | |
| Nor await the morning sun that lights the sky above. | |
| If war returns like it did before | |
| A kiddy' s penny would be no more | |
| They' d cry for love and their candy too | |
| But a kiddy' s wants are nothing ' till killin' days are thru'. | |
| So drink your fill be happy now | |
| The times will change and you' ll wonder how | |
| A man could die from lack of food | |
| But you don' t give a damn, no reason why you should. |