| Song | Love Minus Zero/no Limit |
| Artist | Bob Dylan |
| Album | Live 1975(The Bootleg Series, Vol. 5) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Dylan |
| [00:01.00] | 作词 : Dylan |
| [00:03.940] | Love Minus Zero/No Limit - Bob Dylan |
| [00:18.350] | My love she speaks like silence |
| [00:21.410] | |
| [00:22.600] | Without ideals or violence |
| [00:25.160] | |
| [00:26.040] | She doesn't have to say she's faithful |
| [00:28.910] | Yet she's true, like ice, like fire |
| [00:31.600] | |
| [00:35.290] | People carry roses |
| [00:37.660] | |
| [00:38.790] | And make promises by the hours |
| [00:42.220] | My love she laughs like the flowers |
| [00:45.850] | Valentines can't buy her. |
| [00:49.100] | |
| [00:52.410] | In the dime stores and bus stations |
| [00:55.480] | |
| [00:56.720] | People talk of situations |
| [00:59.540] | |
| [01:00.410] | Read books, repeat quotations |
| [01:03.160] | Draw conclusions on the wall |
| [01:06.560] | |
| [01:09.250] | Some speak of the future |
| [01:11.690] | |
| [01:12.800] | My love she speaks softly |
| [01:15.430] | |
| [01:16.370] | She knows there's no success like failure |
| [01:19.190] | And that failure's no succes at all. |
| [01:23.750] | |
| [01:28.620] | The cloak and dagger dangles |
| [01:32.680] | Madams light the candles |
| [01:36.000] | In ceremonies of the horsemen |
| [01:38.930] | Even the pawn must hold a grudge |
| [01:42.810] | |
| [01:45.060] | Statues made of match sticks |
| [01:47.710] | |
| [01:48.650] | Crumble into one another |
| [01:50.770] | |
| [01:52.280] | My love winks, she does not bother |
| [01:55.090] | She knows too much to argue or to judge. |
| [01:58.150] | |
| [02:00.900] | The bridge at midnight trembles |
| [02:03.840] | |
| [02:04.530] | The country doctor rambles |
| [02:08.020] | Bankers' nieces seek perfection |
| [02:10.830] | Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring |
| [02:13.590] | |
| [02:16.710] | The wind howls like a hammer |
| [02:19.400] | |
| [02:20.210] | The night blows cold rainy |
| [02:22.960] | |
| [02:24.150] | My love she's like some raven |
| [02:26.150] | |
| [02:26.650] | At my window with a broken wing. |
| [02:32.780] | |
| [02:35.650] |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : Dylan |
| [00:01.00] | zuo ci : Dylan |
| [00:03.940] | Love Minus Zero No Limit Bob Dylan |
| [00:18.350] | My love she speaks like silence |
| [00:21.410] | |
| [00:22.600] | Without ideals or violence |
| [00:25.160] | |
| [00:26.040] | She doesn' t have to say she' s faithful |
| [00:28.910] | Yet she' s true, like ice, like fire |
| [00:31.600] | |
| [00:35.290] | People carry roses |
| [00:37.660] | |
| [00:38.790] | And make promises by the hours |
| [00:42.220] | My love she laughs like the flowers |
| [00:45.850] | Valentines can' t buy her. |
| [00:49.100] | |
| [00:52.410] | In the dime stores and bus stations |
| [00:55.480] | |
| [00:56.720] | People talk of situations |
| [00:59.540] | |
| [01:00.410] | Read books, repeat quotations |
| [01:03.160] | Draw conclusions on the wall |
| [01:06.560] | |
| [01:09.250] | Some speak of the future |
| [01:11.690] | |
| [01:12.800] | My love she speaks softly |
| [01:15.430] | |
| [01:16.370] | She knows there' s no success like failure |
| [01:19.190] | And that failure' s no succes at all. |
| [01:23.750] | |
| [01:28.620] | The cloak and dagger dangles |
| [01:32.680] | Madams light the candles |
| [01:36.000] | In ceremonies of the horsemen |
| [01:38.930] | Even the pawn must hold a grudge |
| [01:42.810] | |
| [01:45.060] | Statues made of match sticks |
| [01:47.710] | |
| [01:48.650] | Crumble into one another |
| [01:50.770] | |
| [01:52.280] | My love winks, she does not bother |
| [01:55.090] | She knows too much to argue or to judge. |
| [01:58.150] | |
| [02:00.900] | The bridge at midnight trembles |
| [02:03.840] | |
| [02:04.530] | The country doctor rambles |
| [02:08.020] | Bankers' nieces seek perfection |
| [02:10.830] | Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring |
| [02:13.590] | |
| [02:16.710] | The wind howls like a hammer |
| [02:19.400] | |
| [02:20.210] | The night blows cold rainy |
| [02:22.960] | |
| [02:24.150] | My love she' s like some raven |
| [02:26.150] | |
| [02:26.650] | At my window with a broken wing. |
| [02:32.780] | |
| [02:35.650] |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Dylan |
| [00:01.00] | zuò cí : Dylan |
| [00:03.940] | Love Minus Zero No Limit Bob Dylan |
| [00:18.350] | My love she speaks like silence |
| [00:21.410] | |
| [00:22.600] | Without ideals or violence |
| [00:25.160] | |
| [00:26.040] | She doesn' t have to say she' s faithful |
| [00:28.910] | Yet she' s true, like ice, like fire |
| [00:31.600] | |
| [00:35.290] | People carry roses |
| [00:37.660] | |
| [00:38.790] | And make promises by the hours |
| [00:42.220] | My love she laughs like the flowers |
| [00:45.850] | Valentines can' t buy her. |
| [00:49.100] | |
| [00:52.410] | In the dime stores and bus stations |
| [00:55.480] | |
| [00:56.720] | People talk of situations |
| [00:59.540] | |
| [01:00.410] | Read books, repeat quotations |
| [01:03.160] | Draw conclusions on the wall |
| [01:06.560] | |
| [01:09.250] | Some speak of the future |
| [01:11.690] | |
| [01:12.800] | My love she speaks softly |
| [01:15.430] | |
| [01:16.370] | She knows there' s no success like failure |
| [01:19.190] | And that failure' s no succes at all. |
| [01:23.750] | |
| [01:28.620] | The cloak and dagger dangles |
| [01:32.680] | Madams light the candles |
| [01:36.000] | In ceremonies of the horsemen |
| [01:38.930] | Even the pawn must hold a grudge |
| [01:42.810] | |
| [01:45.060] | Statues made of match sticks |
| [01:47.710] | |
| [01:48.650] | Crumble into one another |
| [01:50.770] | |
| [01:52.280] | My love winks, she does not bother |
| [01:55.090] | She knows too much to argue or to judge. |
| [01:58.150] | |
| [02:00.900] | The bridge at midnight trembles |
| [02:03.840] | |
| [02:04.530] | The country doctor rambles |
| [02:08.020] | Bankers' nieces seek perfection |
| [02:10.830] | Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring |
| [02:13.590] | |
| [02:16.710] | The wind howls like a hammer |
| [02:19.400] | |
| [02:20.210] | The night blows cold rainy |
| [02:22.960] | |
| [02:24.150] | My love she' s like some raven |
| [02:26.150] | |
| [02:26.650] | At my window with a broken wing. |
| [02:32.780] | |
| [02:35.650] |