| Song | Formentera Lady |
| Artist | King Crimson |
| Album | Live in Denver, CO 1972 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Fripp, Sinfield | |
| Houses iced in whitewash guard a pale shore-line | |
| Cornered by the cactus and the pine. | |
| Here i wander where sweet sage and strange herbs grow | |
| Down a sun-baked crumpled stony road. | |
| Dusty wheels leaning rusting in the sun; | |
| Snuff brown walls where spanish lizards run. | |
| Here i'm shadowed by a dragon fig tree's fan | |
| Ringed by ants and musing over man. | |
| I'll unwind my old strings while the sun shine down | |
| Won't climb any high thing while the sun shine. | |
| Formentera lady sing your song for me | |
| Formentera lady sweet lover. | |
| Lamplights glows on old guitars the travellers strum; | |
| Insence children dance to an indian drum. | |
| Here odysseus charmed for dark circe fell, | |
| Still her perfume lingers still her spell. | |
| Time's grey hand won't catch me while the sun shine down | |
| Untie and unlatch me while the stars shine. | |
| Formentera lady dance your dance for me | |
| Formentera lady dark lover. |
| zuo ci : Fripp, Sinfield | |
| Houses iced in whitewash guard a pale shoreline | |
| Cornered by the cactus and the pine. | |
| Here i wander where sweet sage and strange herbs grow | |
| Down a sunbaked crumpled stony road. | |
| Dusty wheels leaning rusting in the sun | |
| Snuff brown walls where spanish lizards run. | |
| Here i' m shadowed by a dragon fig tree' s fan | |
| Ringed by ants and musing over man. | |
| I' ll unwind my old strings while the sun shine down | |
| Won' t climb any high thing while the sun shine. | |
| Formentera lady sing your song for me | |
| Formentera lady sweet lover. | |
| Lamplights glows on old guitars the travellers strum | |
| Insence children dance to an indian drum. | |
| Here odysseus charmed for dark circe fell, | |
| Still her perfume lingers still her spell. | |
| Time' s grey hand won' t catch me while the sun shine down | |
| Untie and unlatch me while the stars shine. | |
| Formentera lady dance your dance for me | |
| Formentera lady dark lover. |
| zuò cí : Fripp, Sinfield | |
| Houses iced in whitewash guard a pale shoreline | |
| Cornered by the cactus and the pine. | |
| Here i wander where sweet sage and strange herbs grow | |
| Down a sunbaked crumpled stony road. | |
| Dusty wheels leaning rusting in the sun | |
| Snuff brown walls where spanish lizards run. | |
| Here i' m shadowed by a dragon fig tree' s fan | |
| Ringed by ants and musing over man. | |
| I' ll unwind my old strings while the sun shine down | |
| Won' t climb any high thing while the sun shine. | |
| Formentera lady sing your song for me | |
| Formentera lady sweet lover. | |
| Lamplights glows on old guitars the travellers strum | |
| Insence children dance to an indian drum. | |
| Here odysseus charmed for dark circe fell, | |
| Still her perfume lingers still her spell. | |
| Time' s grey hand won' t catch me while the sun shine down | |
| Untie and unlatch me while the stars shine. | |
| Formentera lady dance your dance for me | |
| Formentera lady dark lover. |