| Song | Red Barchetta |
| Artist | Rush |
| Album | Retrospective II (1981-1987) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Geddy Lee, Alex Lifeson |
| [00:00.20] | 作词 : Neil Peart |
| [00:00.62] | Artist:rush |
| [00:01.55] | Songs Title:red barchetta |
| [00:02.80] | |
| [00:03.98] | |
| [00:05.48] | |
| [00:46.19] | My uncle has a country place, that no one knows about |
| [00:51.06] | He says it used to be a farm, before the motor law |
| [00:59.17] | And on sundays I elude the eyes and hop the turbine freight |
| [01:05.78] | To far outside the wire, where my white-haired uncle waits. |
| [01:13.90] | |
| [01:33.08] | Jump to the ground |
| [01:34.45] | As the turbo slows to cross the borderline |
| [01:39.38] | Run like the wind, |
| [01:40.82] | As excitement shivers up and down my spine |
| [01:46.19] | Down in his barn |
| [01:47.62] | My uncle preserved for me, an old machine --- |
| [01:51.05] | For fifty-odd years |
| [01:52.67] | To keep it as new has been his dearest dream |
| [02:00.66] | I strip away the old debris, that hides a shining car |
| [02:06.33] | A brilliant red barchetta, from a better, vanished time |
| [02:13.77] | I fire up the willing engine, responding with a roar |
| [02:20.63] | Tires spitting gravel, I commit my weekly crime... |
| [02:30.43] | |
| [02:42.78] | Wind in my hair --- |
| [02:46.53] | Shifting and drifting --- |
| [02:52.08] | Mechanical music --- |
| [02:57.88] | Adrenalin surge --- |
| [03:05.87] | |
| [03:07.37] | Well-weathered leather |
| [03:09.05] | Hot metal and oil |
| [03:10.48] | The scented country air |
| [03:14.05] | Sunlight on chrome |
| [03:15.41] | The blur of the landscape |
| [03:17.35] | Every nerve aware |
| [03:21.47] | |
| [03:55.41] | Suddenly, ahead of me, across the mountainside |
| [04:01.59] | A gleaming alloy air-car shoots towards me, two lanes wide |
| [04:08.20] | I spin around with shrieking tires, to run the deadly race |
| [04:14.88] | Go screaming through the valley as another joins the chase |
| [04:23.43] | |
| [04:41.97] | Drive like the wind |
| [04:43.59] | Straining the limits of machine and man |
| [04:48.52] | Laughing out loud |
| [04:49.96] | With fear and hope, Ive got a desperate plan |
| [04:54.76] | At the one-lane bridge |
| [04:56.57] | I leave the giants stranded |
| [04:58.13] | At the riverside |
| [05:01.62] | Race back to the farm |
| [05:03.37] | To dream with my uncle |
| [05:04.87] | At the fireside... |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : Geddy Lee, Alex Lifeson |
| [00:00.20] | zuo ci : Neil Peart |
| [00:00.62] | Artist: rush |
| [00:01.55] | Songs Title: red barchetta |
| [00:02.80] | |
| [00:03.98] | |
| [00:05.48] | |
| [00:46.19] | My uncle has a country place, that no one knows about |
| [00:51.06] | He says it used to be a farm, before the motor law |
| [00:59.17] | And on sundays I elude the eyes and hop the turbine freight |
| [01:05.78] | To far outside the wire, where my whitehaired uncle waits. |
| [01:13.90] | |
| [01:33.08] | Jump to the ground |
| [01:34.45] | As the turbo slows to cross the borderline |
| [01:39.38] | Run like the wind, |
| [01:40.82] | As excitement shivers up and down my spine |
| [01:46.19] | Down in his barn |
| [01:47.62] | My uncle preserved for me, an old machine |
| [01:51.05] | For fiftyodd years |
| [01:52.67] | To keep it as new has been his dearest dream |
| [02:00.66] | I strip away the old debris, that hides a shining car |
| [02:06.33] | A brilliant red barchetta, from a better, vanished time |
| [02:13.77] | I fire up the willing engine, responding with a roar |
| [02:20.63] | Tires spitting gravel, I commit my weekly crime... |
| [02:30.43] | |
| [02:42.78] | Wind in my hair |
| [02:46.53] | Shifting and drifting |
| [02:52.08] | Mechanical music |
| [02:57.88] | Adrenalin surge |
| [03:05.87] | |
| [03:07.37] | Wellweathered leather |
| [03:09.05] | Hot metal and oil |
| [03:10.48] | The scented country air |
| [03:14.05] | Sunlight on chrome |
| [03:15.41] | The blur of the landscape |
| [03:17.35] | Every nerve aware |
| [03:21.47] | |
| [03:55.41] | Suddenly, ahead of me, across the mountainside |
| [04:01.59] | A gleaming alloy aircar shoots towards me, two lanes wide |
| [04:08.20] | I spin around with shrieking tires, to run the deadly race |
| [04:14.88] | Go screaming through the valley as another joins the chase |
| [04:23.43] | |
| [04:41.97] | Drive like the wind |
| [04:43.59] | Straining the limits of machine and man |
| [04:48.52] | Laughing out loud |
| [04:49.96] | With fear and hope, Ive got a desperate plan |
| [04:54.76] | At the onelane bridge |
| [04:56.57] | I leave the giants stranded |
| [04:58.13] | At the riverside |
| [05:01.62] | Race back to the farm |
| [05:03.37] | To dream with my uncle |
| [05:04.87] | At the fireside... |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Geddy Lee, Alex Lifeson |
| [00:00.20] | zuò cí : Neil Peart |
| [00:00.62] | Artist: rush |
| [00:01.55] | Songs Title: red barchetta |
| [00:02.80] | |
| [00:03.98] | |
| [00:05.48] | |
| [00:46.19] | My uncle has a country place, that no one knows about |
| [00:51.06] | He says it used to be a farm, before the motor law |
| [00:59.17] | And on sundays I elude the eyes and hop the turbine freight |
| [01:05.78] | To far outside the wire, where my whitehaired uncle waits. |
| [01:13.90] | |
| [01:33.08] | Jump to the ground |
| [01:34.45] | As the turbo slows to cross the borderline |
| [01:39.38] | Run like the wind, |
| [01:40.82] | As excitement shivers up and down my spine |
| [01:46.19] | Down in his barn |
| [01:47.62] | My uncle preserved for me, an old machine |
| [01:51.05] | For fiftyodd years |
| [01:52.67] | To keep it as new has been his dearest dream |
| [02:00.66] | I strip away the old debris, that hides a shining car |
| [02:06.33] | A brilliant red barchetta, from a better, vanished time |
| [02:13.77] | I fire up the willing engine, responding with a roar |
| [02:20.63] | Tires spitting gravel, I commit my weekly crime... |
| [02:30.43] | |
| [02:42.78] | Wind in my hair |
| [02:46.53] | Shifting and drifting |
| [02:52.08] | Mechanical music |
| [02:57.88] | Adrenalin surge |
| [03:05.87] | |
| [03:07.37] | Wellweathered leather |
| [03:09.05] | Hot metal and oil |
| [03:10.48] | The scented country air |
| [03:14.05] | Sunlight on chrome |
| [03:15.41] | The blur of the landscape |
| [03:17.35] | Every nerve aware |
| [03:21.47] | |
| [03:55.41] | Suddenly, ahead of me, across the mountainside |
| [04:01.59] | A gleaming alloy aircar shoots towards me, two lanes wide |
| [04:08.20] | I spin around with shrieking tires, to run the deadly race |
| [04:14.88] | Go screaming through the valley as another joins the chase |
| [04:23.43] | |
| [04:41.97] | Drive like the wind |
| [04:43.59] | Straining the limits of machine and man |
| [04:48.52] | Laughing out loud |
| [04:49.96] | With fear and hope, Ive got a desperate plan |
| [04:54.76] | At the onelane bridge |
| [04:56.57] | I leave the giants stranded |
| [04:58.13] | At the riverside |
| [05:01.62] | Race back to the farm |
| [05:03.37] | To dream with my uncle |
| [05:04.87] | At the fireside... |