| Song | Narcissus (Bar & Grill) |
| Artist | Peter Hammill |
| Album | X my Heart |
| 作词 : Hammill | |
| It's a private club, so exclusive that the membership is one; | |
| you can walk right in, can be sure your face is always welcome here. | |
| Drink up your fill: this is the Narcissus bar & grill | |
| so you can do what you will to reveal who you are. | |
| You can settle down, select your entertainment – | |
| on reflection you'll be there in every surface; | |
| you can take your time, there's no need to have a reservation here. | |
| Drink up your fill in the Narcissus bar & grill. | |
| Sweet daffodil, what a fascination you are. | |
| Ooh, what a thrill: you can be your own lucky star. | |
| Falling in love with your reflection, | |
| I guess you've found your blind spot. | |
| (Don't fall in love with your reflection, | |
| no heart could handle the rejection: | |
| you're going to dive deep into the well.) | |
| You had a name once but it seems that now you've lost it, | |
| you had a name but you've forgotten it now. | |
| Classic lessons to be learned, just a word of caution, | |
| self-absorption doesn't guarantee respect: | |
| what you'll get you'll earn...eye on the main chance, | |
| this is not what you desire or expect, | |
| drowning in the watering-hole... | |
| and don't imagine that you're one of the elect | |
| Pay up your bill: in the Narcissus bar & grill | |
| there's time left to kill, better start to see who you are. | |
| Think good or ill of the Narcissus bar & grill | |
| it's all grist to the mill, it's all kissing that scars. | |
| Go on and drink up your fill, | |
| do what you will, it won't reveal what you are. | |
| Drink up your fill, it's time to pay up your bill. | |
| Falling in love with your reflection, | |
| I guess you've found your blind spot: | |
| you're going to dive deep into the well. | |
| (Don't fall in love with your reflection, | |
| no heart could handle the rejection: | |
| of getting lost in introspection...) | |
| You had a name once but it seems that you forgot it; | |
| you had a name but it seems that now you've lost it; | |
| you had a name but, baby, you've not got it now. |
| zuò cí : Hammill | |
| It' s a private club, so exclusive that the membership is one | |
| you can walk right in, can be sure your face is always welcome here. | |
| Drink up your fill: this is the Narcissus bar grill | |
| so you can do what you will to reveal who you are. | |
| You can settle down, select your entertainment | |
| on reflection you' ll be there in every surface | |
| you can take your time, there' s no need to have a reservation here. | |
| Drink up your fill in the Narcissus bar grill. | |
| Sweet daffodil, what a fascination you are. | |
| Ooh, what a thrill: you can be your own lucky star. | |
| Falling in love with your reflection, | |
| I guess you' ve found your blind spot. | |
| Don' t fall in love with your reflection, | |
| no heart could handle the rejection: | |
| you' re going to dive deep into the well. | |
| You had a name once but it seems that now you' ve lost it, | |
| you had a name but you' ve forgotten it now. | |
| Classic lessons to be learned, just a word of caution, | |
| selfabsorption doesn' t guarantee respect: | |
| what you' ll get you' ll earn... eye on the main chance, | |
| this is not what you desire or expect, | |
| drowning in the wateringhole... | |
| and don' t imagine that you' re one of the elect | |
| Pay up your bill: in the Narcissus bar grill | |
| there' s time left to kill, better start to see who you are. | |
| Think good or ill of the Narcissus bar grill | |
| it' s all grist to the mill, it' s all kissing that scars. | |
| Go on and drink up your fill, | |
| do what you will, it won' t reveal what you are. | |
| Drink up your fill, it' s time to pay up your bill. | |
| Falling in love with your reflection, | |
| I guess you' ve found your blind spot: | |
| you' re going to dive deep into the well. | |
| Don' t fall in love with your reflection, | |
| no heart could handle the rejection: | |
| of getting lost in introspection... | |
| You had a name once but it seems that you forgot it | |
| you had a name but it seems that now you' ve lost it | |
| you had a name but, baby, you' ve not got it now. |