| Song | Ballad in Plain D |
| Artist | Bob Dylan |
| Album | Another Side Of Bob Dylan |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Dylan |
| [00:04.58] | I once loved a girl, her skin it was bronze. |
| [00:12.82] | With the innocence of a lamb, she was gentle like a fawn. |
| [00:19.48] | I courted her proudly but now she is gone, |
| [00:26.39] | Gone as the season she's taken. |
| [00:34.28] | |
| [00:41.24] | Through young summer's breeze, i stole her away |
| [00:45.39] | From her mother and sister, though close did they stay. |
| [00:54.59] | Each one of them suffering from the failures of their day, |
| [01:00.56] | With strings of guilt they tried hard to guide us. |
| [01:06.44] | |
| [01:16.05] | Of the two sisters, i loved the young. |
| [01:23.88] | With sensitive instincts, she was the creative one. |
| [01:31.68] | The constant scapegoat, she was easily undone |
| [01:39.40] | By the jealousy of others around her. |
| [01:41.77] | |
| [01:49.06] | For her parasite sister, i had no respect, |
| [01:58.04] | Bound by her boredom, her pride to protect. |
| [02:05.41] | Countless visions of the other she'd reflect |
| [02:12.40] | As a crutch for her scenes and her society. |
| [02:17.21] | |
| [02:30.88] | Myself, for what i did, i cannot be excused, |
| [02:35.21] | The changes i was going through can't even be used, |
| [02:44.03] | For the lies that i told her in hopes not to lose |
| [02:50.01] | The could-be dream-lover of my lifetime. |
| [02:55.20] | |
| [02:59.84] | With unknown consciousness, i possessed in my grip |
| [03:07.64] | A magnificent mantelpiece, though its heart being chipped, |
| [03:16.27] | Noticing not that i'd already slipped |
| [03:22.04] | To a sin of love's false security. |
| [03:25.71] | |
| [03:41.09] | From silhouetted anger to manufactured peace, |
| [03:41.67] | Answers of emptiness, voice vacancies, |
| [03:48.02] | Till the tombstones of damage read no questions but, please, |
| [04:01.55] | What's wrong and what's exactly the matter? |
| [04:10.29] | And so it did happen like it could have been foreseen, |
| [04:16.73] | The timeless explosion of fantasy's dream. |
| [04:25.53] | At the peak of the night, the king and the queen |
| [04:32.24] | Tumbled all down into pieces. |
| [04:38.48] | |
| [04:45.60] | the tragic figure! her sister did shout, |
| [04:50.81] | leave her alone, god damn you, get out!And i in my armor, turning about |
| [05:03.92] | And nailing her to the ruins of her pettiness. |
| [05:11.16] | |
| [05:16.52] | Beneath a bare light bulb the plaster did pound |
| [05:24.70] | Her sister and i in a screaming battleground. |
| [05:31.38] | And she in between, the victim of sound, |
| [05:37.39] | Soon shattered as a child 'neath her shadows. |
| [05:45.21] | |
| [05:56.60] | All is gone, all is gone, admit it, take flight. |
| [06:03.69] | I gagged twice, doubled, tears blinding my sight. |
| [06:06.95] | My mind it was mangled, i ran into the night |
| [06:13.46] | Leaving all of love's ashes behind me. |
| [06:18.31] | |
| [06:27.59] | The wind knocks my window, the room it is wet. |
| [06:34.08] | The words to say i'm sorry, i haven't found yet. |
| [06:41.52] | I think of her often and hope whoever she's met |
| [06:50.87] | Will be fully aware of how precious she is. |
| [06:54.29] | |
| [07:30.62] | Ah, my friends from the prison, they ask unto me, |
| [07:37.03] | how good, how good does it feel to be free? |
| [07:43.87] | And i answer them most mysteriously, |
| [07:54.43] | are birds free from the chains of the skyway? |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Dylan |
| [00:04.58] | I once loved a girl, her skin it was bronze. |
| [00:12.82] | With the innocence of a lamb, she was gentle like a fawn. |
| [00:19.48] | I courted her proudly but now she is gone, |
| [00:26.39] | Gone as the season she' s taken. |
| [00:34.28] | |
| [00:41.24] | Through young summer' s breeze, i stole her away |
| [00:45.39] | From her mother and sister, though close did they stay. |
| [00:54.59] | Each one of them suffering from the failures of their day, |
| [01:00.56] | With strings of guilt they tried hard to guide us. |
| [01:06.44] | |
| [01:16.05] | Of the two sisters, i loved the young. |
| [01:23.88] | With sensitive instincts, she was the creative one. |
| [01:31.68] | The constant scapegoat, she was easily undone |
| [01:39.40] | By the jealousy of others around her. |
| [01:41.77] | |
| [01:49.06] | For her parasite sister, i had no respect, |
| [01:58.04] | Bound by her boredom, her pride to protect. |
| [02:05.41] | Countless visions of the other she' d reflect |
| [02:12.40] | As a crutch for her scenes and her society. |
| [02:17.21] | |
| [02:30.88] | Myself, for what i did, i cannot be excused, |
| [02:35.21] | The changes i was going through can' t even be used, |
| [02:44.03] | For the lies that i told her in hopes not to lose |
| [02:50.01] | The couldbe dreamlover of my lifetime. |
| [02:55.20] | |
| [02:59.84] | With unknown consciousness, i possessed in my grip |
| [03:07.64] | A magnificent mantelpiece, though its heart being chipped, |
| [03:16.27] | Noticing not that i' d already slipped |
| [03:22.04] | To a sin of love' s false security. |
| [03:25.71] | |
| [03:41.09] | From silhouetted anger to manufactured peace, |
| [03:41.67] | Answers of emptiness, voice vacancies, |
| [03:48.02] | Till the tombstones of damage read no questions but, please, |
| [04:01.55] | What' s wrong and what' s exactly the matter? |
| [04:10.29] | And so it did happen like it could have been foreseen, |
| [04:16.73] | The timeless explosion of fantasy' s dream. |
| [04:25.53] | At the peak of the night, the king and the queen |
| [04:32.24] | Tumbled all down into pieces. |
| [04:38.48] | |
| [04:45.60] | the tragic figure! her sister did shout, |
| [04:50.81] | leave her alone, god damn you, get out! And i in my armor, turning about |
| [05:03.92] | And nailing her to the ruins of her pettiness. |
| [05:11.16] | |
| [05:16.52] | Beneath a bare light bulb the plaster did pound |
| [05:24.70] | Her sister and i in a screaming battleground. |
| [05:31.38] | And she in between, the victim of sound, |
| [05:37.39] | Soon shattered as a child ' neath her shadows. |
| [05:45.21] | |
| [05:56.60] | All is gone, all is gone, admit it, take flight. |
| [06:03.69] | I gagged twice, doubled, tears blinding my sight. |
| [06:06.95] | My mind it was mangled, i ran into the night |
| [06:13.46] | Leaving all of love' s ashes behind me. |
| [06:18.31] | |
| [06:27.59] | The wind knocks my window, the room it is wet. |
| [06:34.08] | The words to say i' m sorry, i haven' t found yet. |
| [06:41.52] | I think of her often and hope whoever she' s met |
| [06:50.87] | Will be fully aware of how precious she is. |
| [06:54.29] | |
| [07:30.62] | Ah, my friends from the prison, they ask unto me, |
| [07:37.03] | how good, how good does it feel to be free? |
| [07:43.87] | And i answer them most mysteriously, |
| [07:54.43] | are birds free from the chains of the skyway? |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Dylan |
| [00:04.58] | I once loved a girl, her skin it was bronze. |
| [00:12.82] | With the innocence of a lamb, she was gentle like a fawn. |
| [00:19.48] | I courted her proudly but now she is gone, |
| [00:26.39] | Gone as the season she' s taken. |
| [00:34.28] | |
| [00:41.24] | Through young summer' s breeze, i stole her away |
| [00:45.39] | From her mother and sister, though close did they stay. |
| [00:54.59] | Each one of them suffering from the failures of their day, |
| [01:00.56] | With strings of guilt they tried hard to guide us. |
| [01:06.44] | |
| [01:16.05] | Of the two sisters, i loved the young. |
| [01:23.88] | With sensitive instincts, she was the creative one. |
| [01:31.68] | The constant scapegoat, she was easily undone |
| [01:39.40] | By the jealousy of others around her. |
| [01:41.77] | |
| [01:49.06] | For her parasite sister, i had no respect, |
| [01:58.04] | Bound by her boredom, her pride to protect. |
| [02:05.41] | Countless visions of the other she' d reflect |
| [02:12.40] | As a crutch for her scenes and her society. |
| [02:17.21] | |
| [02:30.88] | Myself, for what i did, i cannot be excused, |
| [02:35.21] | The changes i was going through can' t even be used, |
| [02:44.03] | For the lies that i told her in hopes not to lose |
| [02:50.01] | The couldbe dreamlover of my lifetime. |
| [02:55.20] | |
| [02:59.84] | With unknown consciousness, i possessed in my grip |
| [03:07.64] | A magnificent mantelpiece, though its heart being chipped, |
| [03:16.27] | Noticing not that i' d already slipped |
| [03:22.04] | To a sin of love' s false security. |
| [03:25.71] | |
| [03:41.09] | From silhouetted anger to manufactured peace, |
| [03:41.67] | Answers of emptiness, voice vacancies, |
| [03:48.02] | Till the tombstones of damage read no questions but, please, |
| [04:01.55] | What' s wrong and what' s exactly the matter? |
| [04:10.29] | And so it did happen like it could have been foreseen, |
| [04:16.73] | The timeless explosion of fantasy' s dream. |
| [04:25.53] | At the peak of the night, the king and the queen |
| [04:32.24] | Tumbled all down into pieces. |
| [04:38.48] | |
| [04:45.60] | the tragic figure! her sister did shout, |
| [04:50.81] | leave her alone, god damn you, get out! And i in my armor, turning about |
| [05:03.92] | And nailing her to the ruins of her pettiness. |
| [05:11.16] | |
| [05:16.52] | Beneath a bare light bulb the plaster did pound |
| [05:24.70] | Her sister and i in a screaming battleground. |
| [05:31.38] | And she in between, the victim of sound, |
| [05:37.39] | Soon shattered as a child ' neath her shadows. |
| [05:45.21] | |
| [05:56.60] | All is gone, all is gone, admit it, take flight. |
| [06:03.69] | I gagged twice, doubled, tears blinding my sight. |
| [06:06.95] | My mind it was mangled, i ran into the night |
| [06:13.46] | Leaving all of love' s ashes behind me. |
| [06:18.31] | |
| [06:27.59] | The wind knocks my window, the room it is wet. |
| [06:34.08] | The words to say i' m sorry, i haven' t found yet. |
| [06:41.52] | I think of her often and hope whoever she' s met |
| [06:50.87] | Will be fully aware of how precious she is. |
| [06:54.29] | |
| [07:30.62] | Ah, my friends from the prison, they ask unto me, |
| [07:37.03] | how good, how good does it feel to be free? |
| [07:43.87] | And i answer them most mysteriously, |
| [07:54.43] | are birds free from the chains of the skyway? |