| Song | Wartime Prayers |
| Artist | Paul Simon |
| Album | The Essential Paul Simon |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Simon |
| [00:20.77] | Prayers offered in times of peace are silent conversations, |
| [00:32.46] | Appeals for love or love's release |
| [00:41.55] | In private invocations |
| [00:48.42] | But all that is changed now, |
| [00:55.25] | Gone like a memory from the day before the fires. |
| [01:03.70] | People hungry for the voice of God |
| [01:10.31] | Hear lunatics and liars |
| [01:18.02] | Wartime prayers, wartime prayers |
| [01:24.93] | In every language spoken, |
| [01:30.42] | For every family scattered and broken. |
| [01:53.25] | Because you cannot walk with the holy, |
| [01:56.34] | If you're just a halfway decent man. |
| [01:59.27] | I don't pretend that I'm a mastermind |
| [02:04.09] | With a genius marketing plan. |
| [02:07.38] | I'm trying to tap into some wisdom, |
| [02:10.72] | Even a little drop will do. |
| [02:14.80] | I want to rid my heart of envy |
| [02:19.09] | And cleanse my soul of rage |
| [02:22.31] | Before I'm through. |
| [02:30.30] | Times are hard, it's a hard time |
| [02:34.32] | But everybody knows all about hard times. |
| [02:39.76] | The thing is, what are you gonna do? |
| [02:43.90] | Well, you cry and try to muscle through |
| [02:54.20] | Try to rearrange your stuff |
| [02:57.91] | But when the wounds are deep enough, |
| [03:02.21] | It's all that we can bear, |
| [03:06.65] | We wrap ourselves in prayer. |
| [03:20.19] | Because you cannot walk with the holy, |
| [03:23.44] | If you're just a halfway decent man. |
| [03:26.52] | I don't pretend that I'm a mastermind |
| [03:31.29] | With a genius marketing plan. |
| [03:34.33] | I'm trying to tap into some wisdom, |
| [03:37.98] | Even a little drop will do. |
| [03:42.03] | I want to rid my heart of envy |
| [03:46.03] | And cleanse my soul of rage |
| [03:49.43] | Before I'm through. |
| [03:58.80] | A mother murmurs in twilight sleep |
| [04:04.76] | And draws her babies closer. |
| [04:12.29] | With hush-a-byes for sleepy eyes, |
| [04:19.24] | And kisses on the shoulder. |
| [04:26.61] | To drive away despair |
| [04:33.83] | She says a wartime prayer. |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Simon |
| [00:20.77] | Prayers offered in times of peace are silent conversations, |
| [00:32.46] | Appeals for love or love' s release |
| [00:41.55] | In private invocations |
| [00:48.42] | But all that is changed now, |
| [00:55.25] | Gone like a memory from the day before the fires. |
| [01:03.70] | People hungry for the voice of God |
| [01:10.31] | Hear lunatics and liars |
| [01:18.02] | Wartime prayers, wartime prayers |
| [01:24.93] | In every language spoken, |
| [01:30.42] | For every family scattered and broken. |
| [01:53.25] | Because you cannot walk with the holy, |
| [01:56.34] | If you' re just a halfway decent man. |
| [01:59.27] | I don' t pretend that I' m a mastermind |
| [02:04.09] | With a genius marketing plan. |
| [02:07.38] | I' m trying to tap into some wisdom, |
| [02:10.72] | Even a little drop will do. |
| [02:14.80] | I want to rid my heart of envy |
| [02:19.09] | And cleanse my soul of rage |
| [02:22.31] | Before I' m through. |
| [02:30.30] | Times are hard, it' s a hard time |
| [02:34.32] | But everybody knows all about hard times. |
| [02:39.76] | The thing is, what are you gonna do? |
| [02:43.90] | Well, you cry and try to muscle through |
| [02:54.20] | Try to rearrange your stuff |
| [02:57.91] | But when the wounds are deep enough, |
| [03:02.21] | It' s all that we can bear, |
| [03:06.65] | We wrap ourselves in prayer. |
| [03:20.19] | Because you cannot walk with the holy, |
| [03:23.44] | If you' re just a halfway decent man. |
| [03:26.52] | I don' t pretend that I' m a mastermind |
| [03:31.29] | With a genius marketing plan. |
| [03:34.33] | I' m trying to tap into some wisdom, |
| [03:37.98] | Even a little drop will do. |
| [03:42.03] | I want to rid my heart of envy |
| [03:46.03] | And cleanse my soul of rage |
| [03:49.43] | Before I' m through. |
| [03:58.80] | A mother murmurs in twilight sleep |
| [04:04.76] | And draws her babies closer. |
| [04:12.29] | With hushabyes for sleepy eyes, |
| [04:19.24] | And kisses on the shoulder. |
| [04:26.61] | To drive away despair |
| [04:33.83] | She says a wartime prayer. |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Simon |
| [00:20.77] | Prayers offered in times of peace are silent conversations, |
| [00:32.46] | Appeals for love or love' s release |
| [00:41.55] | In private invocations |
| [00:48.42] | But all that is changed now, |
| [00:55.25] | Gone like a memory from the day before the fires. |
| [01:03.70] | People hungry for the voice of God |
| [01:10.31] | Hear lunatics and liars |
| [01:18.02] | Wartime prayers, wartime prayers |
| [01:24.93] | In every language spoken, |
| [01:30.42] | For every family scattered and broken. |
| [01:53.25] | Because you cannot walk with the holy, |
| [01:56.34] | If you' re just a halfway decent man. |
| [01:59.27] | I don' t pretend that I' m a mastermind |
| [02:04.09] | With a genius marketing plan. |
| [02:07.38] | I' m trying to tap into some wisdom, |
| [02:10.72] | Even a little drop will do. |
| [02:14.80] | I want to rid my heart of envy |
| [02:19.09] | And cleanse my soul of rage |
| [02:22.31] | Before I' m through. |
| [02:30.30] | Times are hard, it' s a hard time |
| [02:34.32] | But everybody knows all about hard times. |
| [02:39.76] | The thing is, what are you gonna do? |
| [02:43.90] | Well, you cry and try to muscle through |
| [02:54.20] | Try to rearrange your stuff |
| [02:57.91] | But when the wounds are deep enough, |
| [03:02.21] | It' s all that we can bear, |
| [03:06.65] | We wrap ourselves in prayer. |
| [03:20.19] | Because you cannot walk with the holy, |
| [03:23.44] | If you' re just a halfway decent man. |
| [03:26.52] | I don' t pretend that I' m a mastermind |
| [03:31.29] | With a genius marketing plan. |
| [03:34.33] | I' m trying to tap into some wisdom, |
| [03:37.98] | Even a little drop will do. |
| [03:42.03] | I want to rid my heart of envy |
| [03:46.03] | And cleanse my soul of rage |
| [03:49.43] | Before I' m through. |
| [03:58.80] | A mother murmurs in twilight sleep |
| [04:04.76] | And draws her babies closer. |
| [04:12.29] | With hushabyes for sleepy eyes, |
| [04:19.24] | And kisses on the shoulder. |
| [04:26.61] | To drive away despair |
| [04:33.83] | She says a wartime prayer. |