| Song | Chimes of Freedom |
| Artist | Bob Dylan |
| Album | Another Side Of Bob Dylan |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Bob Dylan |
| [00:01.00] | 作词 : Bob Dylan |
| [00:04.130] | Far between sundown's finish an' midnight's broken toll |
| [00:11.770] | We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashing |
| [00:17.550] | As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds |
| [00:27.700] | Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing |
| [00:33.400] | Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight |
| [00:43.270] | Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight |
| [00:51.220] | An' for each an' ev'ry underdog soldier in the night |
| [00:58.500] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
| [01:04.900] | |
| [01:09.250] | In the city's melted furnace, unexpectedly we watched |
| [01:16.140] | With faces hidden while the walls were tightening |
| [01:23.150] | As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowin' rain |
| [01:33.259] | Dissolved into the bells of the lightning |
| [01:39.259] | Tolling for the rebel, tolling for the rake |
| [01:48.710] | Tolling for the luckless, the abandoned an' forsaked |
| [01:57.280] | Tolling for the outcast, burnin' constantly at stake |
| [02:05.300] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
| [02:11.170] | |
| [02:15.570] | Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail |
| [02:22.400] | The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder |
| [02:28.200] | That the clinging of the church bells blew far into the breeze |
| [02:37.800] | Leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder |
| [02:44.700] | Striking for the gentle, striking for the kind |
| [02:53.750] | Striking for the guardians and protectors of the mind |
| [03:02.140] | An' the unpawned painter behind beyond his rightful time |
| [03:09.360] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
| [03:16.420] | |
| [03:19.800] | Through the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales |
| [03:29.829] | For the disrobed faceless forms of no position |
| [03:36.140] | Tolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts |
| [03:45.390] | All down in taken-for-granted situations |
| [03:51.890] | Tolling for the deaf an' blind, tolling for the mute |
| [04:00.890] | Tolling for the mistreated, mateless mother, the mistitled prostitute |
| [04:09.320] | For the misdemeanor outlaw, chased an' cheated by pursuit |
| [04:16.350] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
| [04:22.990] | |
| [04:31.370] | Even though a cloud's white curtain in a far-off corner flashed |
| [04:41.150] | An' the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting |
| [04:47.159] | Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones |
| [04:56.740] | Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting |
| [05:03.220] | Tolling for the searching ones, on their speechless, seeking trail |
| [05:12.370] | For the lonesome-hearted lovers with too personal a tale |
| [05:19.680] | An' for each unharmful, gentle soul misplaced inside a jail |
| [05:27.990] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
| [05:34.750] | |
| [05:55.390] | Starry-eyed an' laughing as i recall when we were caught |
| [06:04.420] | Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended |
| [06:11.110] | As we listened one last time an' we watched with one last look |
| [06:20.140] | Spellbound an' swallowed 'til the tolling ended |
| [06:26.780] | Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed |
| [06:35.900] | For the countless confused, accused, misused, strung-out ones an' worse |
| [06:44.310] | An' for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe |
| [06:51.890] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
| [06:59.400] |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : Bob Dylan |
| [00:01.00] | zuo ci : Bob Dylan |
| [00:04.130] | Far between sundown' s finish an' midnight' s broken toll |
| [00:11.770] | We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashing |
| [00:17.550] | As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds |
| [00:27.700] | Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing |
| [00:33.400] | Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight |
| [00:43.270] | Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight |
| [00:51.220] | An' for each an' ev' ry underdog soldier in the night |
| [00:58.500] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
| [01:04.900] | |
| [01:09.250] | In the city' s melted furnace, unexpectedly we watched |
| [01:16.140] | With faces hidden while the walls were tightening |
| [01:23.150] | As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowin' rain |
| [01:33.259] | Dissolved into the bells of the lightning |
| [01:39.259] | Tolling for the rebel, tolling for the rake |
| [01:48.710] | Tolling for the luckless, the abandoned an' forsaked |
| [01:57.280] | Tolling for the outcast, burnin' constantly at stake |
| [02:05.300] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
| [02:11.170] | |
| [02:15.570] | Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail |
| [02:22.400] | The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder |
| [02:28.200] | That the clinging of the church bells blew far into the breeze |
| [02:37.800] | Leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder |
| [02:44.700] | Striking for the gentle, striking for the kind |
| [02:53.750] | Striking for the guardians and protectors of the mind |
| [03:02.140] | An' the unpawned painter behind beyond his rightful time |
| [03:09.360] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
| [03:16.420] | |
| [03:19.800] | Through the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales |
| [03:29.829] | For the disrobed faceless forms of no position |
| [03:36.140] | Tolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts |
| [03:45.390] | All down in takenforgranted situations |
| [03:51.890] | Tolling for the deaf an' blind, tolling for the mute |
| [04:00.890] | Tolling for the mistreated, mateless mother, the mistitled prostitute |
| [04:09.320] | For the misdemeanor outlaw, chased an' cheated by pursuit |
| [04:16.350] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
| [04:22.990] | |
| [04:31.370] | Even though a cloud' s white curtain in a faroff corner flashed |
| [04:41.150] | An' the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting |
| [04:47.159] | Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones |
| [04:56.740] | Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting |
| [05:03.220] | Tolling for the searching ones, on their speechless, seeking trail |
| [05:12.370] | For the lonesomehearted lovers with too personal a tale |
| [05:19.680] | An' for each unharmful, gentle soul misplaced inside a jail |
| [05:27.990] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
| [05:34.750] | |
| [05:55.390] | Starryeyed an' laughing as i recall when we were caught |
| [06:04.420] | Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended |
| [06:11.110] | As we listened one last time an' we watched with one last look |
| [06:20.140] | Spellbound an' swallowed ' til the tolling ended |
| [06:26.780] | Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed |
| [06:35.900] | For the countless confused, accused, misused, strungout ones an' worse |
| [06:44.310] | An' for every hungup person in the whole wide universe |
| [06:51.890] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
| [06:59.400] |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Bob Dylan |
| [00:01.00] | zuò cí : Bob Dylan |
| [00:04.130] | Far between sundown' s finish an' midnight' s broken toll |
| [00:11.770] | We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashing |
| [00:17.550] | As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds |
| [00:27.700] | Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing |
| [00:33.400] | Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight |
| [00:43.270] | Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight |
| [00:51.220] | An' for each an' ev' ry underdog soldier in the night |
| [00:58.500] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
| [01:04.900] | |
| [01:09.250] | In the city' s melted furnace, unexpectedly we watched |
| [01:16.140] | With faces hidden while the walls were tightening |
| [01:23.150] | As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowin' rain |
| [01:33.259] | Dissolved into the bells of the lightning |
| [01:39.259] | Tolling for the rebel, tolling for the rake |
| [01:48.710] | Tolling for the luckless, the abandoned an' forsaked |
| [01:57.280] | Tolling for the outcast, burnin' constantly at stake |
| [02:05.300] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
| [02:11.170] | |
| [02:15.570] | Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail |
| [02:22.400] | The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder |
| [02:28.200] | That the clinging of the church bells blew far into the breeze |
| [02:37.800] | Leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder |
| [02:44.700] | Striking for the gentle, striking for the kind |
| [02:53.750] | Striking for the guardians and protectors of the mind |
| [03:02.140] | An' the unpawned painter behind beyond his rightful time |
| [03:09.360] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
| [03:16.420] | |
| [03:19.800] | Through the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales |
| [03:29.829] | For the disrobed faceless forms of no position |
| [03:36.140] | Tolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts |
| [03:45.390] | All down in takenforgranted situations |
| [03:51.890] | Tolling for the deaf an' blind, tolling for the mute |
| [04:00.890] | Tolling for the mistreated, mateless mother, the mistitled prostitute |
| [04:09.320] | For the misdemeanor outlaw, chased an' cheated by pursuit |
| [04:16.350] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
| [04:22.990] | |
| [04:31.370] | Even though a cloud' s white curtain in a faroff corner flashed |
| [04:41.150] | An' the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting |
| [04:47.159] | Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones |
| [04:56.740] | Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting |
| [05:03.220] | Tolling for the searching ones, on their speechless, seeking trail |
| [05:12.370] | For the lonesomehearted lovers with too personal a tale |
| [05:19.680] | An' for each unharmful, gentle soul misplaced inside a jail |
| [05:27.990] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
| [05:34.750] | |
| [05:55.390] | Starryeyed an' laughing as i recall when we were caught |
| [06:04.420] | Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended |
| [06:11.110] | As we listened one last time an' we watched with one last look |
| [06:20.140] | Spellbound an' swallowed ' til the tolling ended |
| [06:26.780] | Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed |
| [06:35.900] | For the countless confused, accused, misused, strungout ones an' worse |
| [06:44.310] | An' for every hungup person in the whole wide universe |
| [06:51.890] | An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
| [06:59.400] |