Song | Visions of Johanna |
Artist | Bob Dylan |
Album | The Bootleg Series, Vol. 7: No Direction Home - The Soundtrack |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Dylan |
[00:06.03] | Visions of johanna |
[00:07.41] | Bob Dylan |
[00:16.68] | Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet? |
[00:24.62] | We sit here stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it |
[00:36.19] | And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it |
[00:45.62] | Lights flicker from the opposite loft |
[00:51.00] | In this room the heat pipes just cough |
[00:55.25] | The country music station plays soft |
[00:58.81] | But there's nothing, really nothing to turn off |
[01:04.06] | Just Louise and her lover so entwined |
[01:13.62] | And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind |
[01:28.12] | In the empty lot where the ladies play blindman's bluff with the key chain |
[01:37.92] | And the all-night girls they whisper of escapades out on the "D" train |
[01:47.42] | We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight |
[01:50.60] | Ask himself if it's him or them that's really insane |
[01:56.67] | Louise, she's all right, she's just near |
[02:01.66] | She's delicate and seems like the mirror |
[02:05.98] | But she just makes it all too concise and too clear |
[02:10.35] | That Johanna's not here |
[02:15.35] | The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones of her face |
[02:24.85] | Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place |
[02:35.54] | Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously |
[02:46.85] | He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously |
[02:55.60] | And when bringing her name up |
[02:57.79] | He speaks of a farewell kiss to me |
[03:05.29] | He's sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and all |
[03:14.60] | Muttering small talk at the wall while I'm in the hall |
[03:23.54] | How can I explain? |
[03:26.66] | Oh, it's so hard to get on |
[03:32.79] | And these visions of Johanna, they kept me up past the dawn |
[03:44.41] | Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial |
[03:54.29] | Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while |
[04:03.60] | But Mona Lisa must had the highway blues |
[04:06.60] | You can tell by the way she smiles |
[04:12.85] | See the primitive wallflower freeze |
[04:16.73] | When the jelly-faced women all sneeze |
[04:22.04] | Hear the one with the mustache say, "Jeeze |
[04:25.66] | I can't find my knees" |
[04:31.66] | Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule |
[04:38.23] | But these visions of Johanna, they make it all seem so cruel |
[04:55.10] | The peddler now speaks to the countess who's pretending to care for him |
[05:04.47] | Sayin', "Name me someone that's not a parasite and I'll go out and say a prayer for him" |
[05:12.22] | |
[05:12.97] | But like Louise always says |
[05:14.78] | "Ya can't look at much, can ya man?" |
[05:16.72] | As she, herself, prepares for him |
[05:22.90] | And Madonna, she still has not showed |
[05:27.35] | We see this empty cage now corrode |
[05:31.65] | Where her cape of the stage once had flowed |
[05:36.47] | The fiddler, he now steps to the road |
[05:41.03] | He writes ev'rything's been returned which was owed |
[05:45.53] | On the back of the fish truck that loads |
[05:50.22] | |
[05:54.12] | While my conscience explodes |
[05:59.62] | The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain |
[06:08.81] | And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Dylan |
[00:06.03] | Visions of johanna |
[00:07.41] | Bob Dylan |
[00:16.68] | Ain' t it just like the night to play tricks when you' re tryin' to be so quiet? |
[00:24.62] | We sit here stranded, though we' re all doin' our best to deny it |
[00:36.19] | And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it |
[00:45.62] | Lights flicker from the opposite loft |
[00:51.00] | In this room the heat pipes just cough |
[00:55.25] | The country music station plays soft |
[00:58.81] | But there' s nothing, really nothing to turn off |
[01:04.06] | Just Louise and her lover so entwined |
[01:13.62] | And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind |
[01:28.12] | In the empty lot where the ladies play blindman' s bluff with the key chain |
[01:37.92] | And the allnight girls they whisper of escapades out on the " D" train |
[01:47.42] | We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight |
[01:50.60] | Ask himself if it' s him or them that' s really insane |
[01:56.67] | Louise, she' s all right, she' s just near |
[02:01.66] | She' s delicate and seems like the mirror |
[02:05.98] | But she just makes it all too concise and too clear |
[02:10.35] | That Johanna' s not here |
[02:15.35] | The ghost of ' lectricity howls in the bones of her face |
[02:24.85] | Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place |
[02:35.54] | Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously |
[02:46.85] | He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously |
[02:55.60] | And when bringing her name up |
[02:57.79] | He speaks of a farewell kiss to me |
[03:05.29] | He' s sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and all |
[03:14.60] | Muttering small talk at the wall while I' m in the hall |
[03:23.54] | How can I explain? |
[03:26.66] | Oh, it' s so hard to get on |
[03:32.79] | And these visions of Johanna, they kept me up past the dawn |
[03:44.41] | Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial |
[03:54.29] | Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while |
[04:03.60] | But Mona Lisa must had the highway blues |
[04:06.60] | You can tell by the way she smiles |
[04:12.85] | See the primitive wallflower freeze |
[04:16.73] | When the jellyfaced women all sneeze |
[04:22.04] | Hear the one with the mustache say, " Jeeze |
[04:25.66] | I can' t find my knees" |
[04:31.66] | Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule |
[04:38.23] | But these visions of Johanna, they make it all seem so cruel |
[04:55.10] | The peddler now speaks to the countess who' s pretending to care for him |
[05:04.47] | Sayin', " Name me someone that' s not a parasite and I' ll go out and say a prayer for him" |
[05:12.22] | |
[05:12.97] | But like Louise always says |
[05:14.78] | " Ya can' t look at much, can ya man?" |
[05:16.72] | As she, herself, prepares for him |
[05:22.90] | And Madonna, she still has not showed |
[05:27.35] | We see this empty cage now corrode |
[05:31.65] | Where her cape of the stage once had flowed |
[05:36.47] | The fiddler, he now steps to the road |
[05:41.03] | He writes ev' rything' s been returned which was owed |
[05:45.53] | On the back of the fish truck that loads |
[05:50.22] | |
[05:54.12] | While my conscience explodes |
[05:59.62] | The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain |
[06:08.81] | And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Dylan |
[00:06.03] | Visions of johanna |
[00:07.41] | Bob Dylan |
[00:16.68] | Ain' t it just like the night to play tricks when you' re tryin' to be so quiet? |
[00:24.62] | We sit here stranded, though we' re all doin' our best to deny it |
[00:36.19] | And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it |
[00:45.62] | Lights flicker from the opposite loft |
[00:51.00] | In this room the heat pipes just cough |
[00:55.25] | The country music station plays soft |
[00:58.81] | But there' s nothing, really nothing to turn off |
[01:04.06] | Just Louise and her lover so entwined |
[01:13.62] | And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind |
[01:28.12] | In the empty lot where the ladies play blindman' s bluff with the key chain |
[01:37.92] | And the allnight girls they whisper of escapades out on the " D" train |
[01:47.42] | We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight |
[01:50.60] | Ask himself if it' s him or them that' s really insane |
[01:56.67] | Louise, she' s all right, she' s just near |
[02:01.66] | She' s delicate and seems like the mirror |
[02:05.98] | But she just makes it all too concise and too clear |
[02:10.35] | That Johanna' s not here |
[02:15.35] | The ghost of ' lectricity howls in the bones of her face |
[02:24.85] | Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place |
[02:35.54] | Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously |
[02:46.85] | He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously |
[02:55.60] | And when bringing her name up |
[02:57.79] | He speaks of a farewell kiss to me |
[03:05.29] | He' s sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and all |
[03:14.60] | Muttering small talk at the wall while I' m in the hall |
[03:23.54] | How can I explain? |
[03:26.66] | Oh, it' s so hard to get on |
[03:32.79] | And these visions of Johanna, they kept me up past the dawn |
[03:44.41] | Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial |
[03:54.29] | Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while |
[04:03.60] | But Mona Lisa must had the highway blues |
[04:06.60] | You can tell by the way she smiles |
[04:12.85] | See the primitive wallflower freeze |
[04:16.73] | When the jellyfaced women all sneeze |
[04:22.04] | Hear the one with the mustache say, " Jeeze |
[04:25.66] | I can' t find my knees" |
[04:31.66] | Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule |
[04:38.23] | But these visions of Johanna, they make it all seem so cruel |
[04:55.10] | The peddler now speaks to the countess who' s pretending to care for him |
[05:04.47] | Sayin', " Name me someone that' s not a parasite and I' ll go out and say a prayer for him" |
[05:12.22] | |
[05:12.97] | But like Louise always says |
[05:14.78] | " Ya can' t look at much, can ya man?" |
[05:16.72] | As she, herself, prepares for him |
[05:22.90] | And Madonna, she still has not showed |
[05:27.35] | We see this empty cage now corrode |
[05:31.65] | Where her cape of the stage once had flowed |
[05:36.47] | The fiddler, he now steps to the road |
[05:41.03] | He writes ev' rything' s been returned which was owed |
[05:45.53] | On the back of the fish truck that loads |
[05:50.22] | |
[05:54.12] | While my conscience explodes |
[05:59.62] | The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain |
[06:08.81] | And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain |