[00:00.00] 作曲 : Bob Dylan
[00:01.00] 作词 : Bob Dylan
[00:04.659]Far  between  sundown's  finish  an'midnight's  broken  toll
[00:12.696]We  ducked  inside  the  doorway,thunder  crashing
[00:20.431]As  majestic  bells  of  bolts  struck  shadows  in  the  sounds
[00:28.551]Seeming  to  be  the  chimes  of  freedom  flashing
[00:36.471]Flashing  for  the  warriors  whose  strength  is  not  to  fight
[00:44.581]Flashing  for  the  refugees  on  the  unarmed  road  of  flight
[00:52.131]An'for  each  an'ev'ry  underdog  soldier  in  the  night
[00:59.289]An'we  gazed  upon  the  chimes  of  freedom  flashing.
[01:09.99]In  the  city's  melted  furnace,unexpectedly  we  watched
[01:17.287]With  faces  hidden  while  the  walls  were  tightening
[01:25.931]As  the  echo  of  the  wedding  bells  before  the  blowin'rain
[01:33.981]Dissolved  into  the  bells  of  the  lightning
[01:40.31]Dylan  Bob
[01:42.161]Tolling  for  the  rebel,tolling  for  the  rake
[01:50.271]Tolling  for  the  luckless,the  abandoned  an'forsaked
[01:58.61]Tolling  for  the  outcast,burnin'constantly  at  stake
[02:05.658]An'we  gazed  upon  the  chimes  of  freedom  flashing.
[02:15.268]Through  the  mad  mystic  hammering  of  the  wild  ripping  hail
[02:23.188]The  sky  cracked  its  poems  in  naked  wonder
[02:30.798]That  the  clinging  of  the  church  bells  blew  far  into  the  breeze
[02:38.598]Leaving  only  bells  of  lightning  and  its  thunder
[02:47.458]Striking  for  the  gentle,striking  for  the  kind
[02:54.638]Striking  for  the  guardians  and  protectors  of  the  mind
[03:02.128]An'the  unpawned  painter  behind  beyond  his  rightful  time
[03:10.48]An'we  gazed  upon  the  chimes  of  freedom  flashing.
[03:22.898]Through  the  wild  cathedral  evening  the  rain  unraveled  tales
[03:30.578]For  the  disrobed  faceless  forms  of  no  position
[03:38.818]Tolling  for  the  tongues  with  no  place  to  bring  their  thoughts
[03:46.118]All  down  in  taken-for-granted  situations
[03:58.252]Tolling  for  the  mistreated,mateless  mother,the  mistitled  prostitute
[04:09.732]For  the  misdemeanor  outlaw,chased  an'cheated  by  pursuit
[04:17.152]An'we  gazed  upon  the  chimes  of  freedom  flashing.
[04:34.192]Even  though  a  cloud's  white  curtain  in  a  far-off  corner  flashed
[04:41.802]An'the  hypnotic  splattered  mist  was  slowly  lifting
[04:49.412]Electric  light  still  struck  like  arrows,fired  but  for  the  ones
[04:57.532]Condemned  to  drift  or  else  be  kept  from  drifting
[05:05.882]Tolling  for  the  searching  ones,on  their  speechless,seeking  trail
[05:13.62]For  the  lonesome-hearted  lovers  with  too  personal  a  tale
[05:20.802]An'for  each  unharmful,gentle  soul  misplaced  inside  a  jail
[05:28.542]An'we  gazed  upon  the  chimes  of  freedom  flashing.
[05:55.432]Starry-eyed  an'laughing  as  I  recall  when  we  were  caught
[06:05.352]Trapped  by  no  track  of  hours  for  they  hanged  suspended
[06:12.962]As  we  listened  one  last  time  an'we  watched  with  one  last  look
[06:21.22]Spellbound  an'swallowed 'til  the  tolling  ended
[06:28.882]Tolling  for  the  aching  ones  whose  wounds  cannot  be  nursed
[06:36.552]For  the  countless  confused,accused,misused,strung-out  ones  an'worse
[06:44.472]An'for  every  hung-up  person  in  the  whole  wide  universe
[06:52.152]An'we  gazed  upon  the  chimes  of  freedom  flashing.