| 作曲 : Tom Waits/Kathleen Brennan | |
| Last night I dreamed that I was dreaming of you | |
| And from a window across the lawn I watched you undress | |
| Wearing your sunset of purple tightly woven around your hair | |
| That rose in strangled ebony curls | |
| Moving in a yellow bedroom light | |
| The air is wet with sound | |
| The faraway yelping of a wounded dog | |
| And the ground is drinking a slow faucet leak | |
| Your house is so soft and fading as it soaks the black summer heat | |
| A light goes on and the door opens | |
| And a yellow cat runs out on the stream of hall light and into the yard | |
| A wooden cherry scent is faintly breathing the air | |
| I hear your champagne laugh | |
| You wear two lavender orchids | |
| One in your hair and one on your hip | |
| A string of yellow carnival lights comes on with the dusk | |
| Circling the lake with a slowly dipping halo | |
| And I hear a banjo tango | |
| And you dance into the shadow of a black poplar tree | |
| And I watched you as you disappeared | |
| I watched you as you disappeared | |
| I watched you as you disappeared | |
| I watched you as you disappeared |
| zuo qu : Tom Waits Kathleen Brennan | |
| Last night I dreamed that I was dreaming of you | |
| And from a window across the lawn I watched you undress | |
| Wearing your sunset of purple tightly woven around your hair | |
| That rose in strangled ebony curls | |
| Moving in a yellow bedroom light | |
| The air is wet with sound | |
| The faraway yelping of a wounded dog | |
| And the ground is drinking a slow faucet leak | |
| Your house is so soft and fading as it soaks the black summer heat | |
| A light goes on and the door opens | |
| And a yellow cat runs out on the stream of hall light and into the yard | |
| A wooden cherry scent is faintly breathing the air | |
| I hear your champagne laugh | |
| You wear two lavender orchids | |
| One in your hair and one on your hip | |
| A string of yellow carnival lights comes on with the dusk | |
| Circling the lake with a slowly dipping halo | |
| And I hear a banjo tango | |
| And you dance into the shadow of a black poplar tree | |
| And I watched you as you disappeared | |
| I watched you as you disappeared | |
| I watched you as you disappeared | |
| I watched you as you disappeared |
| zuò qǔ : Tom Waits Kathleen Brennan | |
| Last night I dreamed that I was dreaming of you | |
| And from a window across the lawn I watched you undress | |
| Wearing your sunset of purple tightly woven around your hair | |
| That rose in strangled ebony curls | |
| Moving in a yellow bedroom light | |
| The air is wet with sound | |
| The faraway yelping of a wounded dog | |
| And the ground is drinking a slow faucet leak | |
| Your house is so soft and fading as it soaks the black summer heat | |
| A light goes on and the door opens | |
| And a yellow cat runs out on the stream of hall light and into the yard | |
| A wooden cherry scent is faintly breathing the air | |
| I hear your champagne laugh | |
| You wear two lavender orchids | |
| One in your hair and one on your hip | |
| A string of yellow carnival lights comes on with the dusk | |
| Circling the lake with a slowly dipping halo | |
| And I hear a banjo tango | |
| And you dance into the shadow of a black poplar tree | |
| And I watched you as you disappeared | |
| I watched you as you disappeared | |
| I watched you as you disappeared | |
| I watched you as you disappeared |