| Song | Iodine |
| Artist | Leonard Cohen |
| Album | Death Of A Ladies' Man |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Phil Spector | |
| 作词 : Leonard Cohen | |
| I needed you, I knew I was in danger | |
| of losing what I used to think was mine | |
| You let me love you till I was a failure, | |
| You let me love you till I was a failure -- | |
| Your beauty on my bruise like iodine | |
| I asked you if a man could be forgiven | |
| And though I failed at love, was this a crime? | |
| You said, Don't worry, don't worry, darling | |
| You said, Don't worry, don't you worry, darling | |
| There are many ways a man can serve his time | |
| You covered up that place I could not master | |
| It wasn't dark enough to shut my eyes | |
| So I was with you, O sweet compassion | |
| Yes I was with you, O sweet compassion | |
| Compassion with the sting of iodine | |
| Your saintly kisses reeked of iodine | |
| Your fragrance with a fume of iodine | |
| And pity in the room like iodine | |
| Your sister fingers burned like iodine | |
| And all my wanton lust was iodine | |
| My masquerade of trust was iodine | |
| And everywhere the flare of iodine |
| zuo qu : Phil Spector | |
| zuo ci : Leonard Cohen | |
| I needed you, I knew I was in danger | |
| of losing what I used to think was mine | |
| You let me love you till I was a failure, | |
| You let me love you till I was a failure | |
| Your beauty on my bruise like iodine | |
| I asked you if a man could be forgiven | |
| And though I failed at love, was this a crime? | |
| You said, Don' t worry, don' t worry, darling | |
| You said, Don' t worry, don' t you worry, darling | |
| There are many ways a man can serve his time | |
| You covered up that place I could not master | |
| It wasn' t dark enough to shut my eyes | |
| So I was with you, O sweet compassion | |
| Yes I was with you, O sweet compassion | |
| Compassion with the sting of iodine | |
| Your saintly kisses reeked of iodine | |
| Your fragrance with a fume of iodine | |
| And pity in the room like iodine | |
| Your sister fingers burned like iodine | |
| And all my wanton lust was iodine | |
| My masquerade of trust was iodine | |
| And everywhere the flare of iodine |
| zuò qǔ : Phil Spector | |
| zuò cí : Leonard Cohen | |
| I needed you, I knew I was in danger | |
| of losing what I used to think was mine | |
| You let me love you till I was a failure, | |
| You let me love you till I was a failure | |
| Your beauty on my bruise like iodine | |
| I asked you if a man could be forgiven | |
| And though I failed at love, was this a crime? | |
| You said, Don' t worry, don' t worry, darling | |
| You said, Don' t worry, don' t you worry, darling | |
| There are many ways a man can serve his time | |
| You covered up that place I could not master | |
| It wasn' t dark enough to shut my eyes | |
| So I was with you, O sweet compassion | |
| Yes I was with you, O sweet compassion | |
| Compassion with the sting of iodine | |
| Your saintly kisses reeked of iodine | |
| Your fragrance with a fume of iodine | |
| And pity in the room like iodine | |
| Your sister fingers burned like iodine | |
| And all my wanton lust was iodine | |
| My masquerade of trust was iodine | |
| And everywhere the flare of iodine |