| Song | Avalanche |
| Artist | Leonard Cohen |
| Album | Songs of Love and Hate |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Leonard Cohen |
| [00:01.00] | 作词 : Leonard Cohen |
| [00:22.540] | |
| [00:33.250] | |
| [00:33.850] | Well I stepped into an avalanche, |
| [00:39.770] | it covered up my soul; |
| [00:44.680] | when I am not this hunchback that you see, |
| [00:50.50] | I sleep beneath the golden hill. |
| [00:56.0] | You who wish to conquer pain, |
| [00:59.760] | you must learn, learn to serve me well. |
| [01:16.140] | You strike my side by accident |
| [01:21.730] | as you go down for your gold. |
| [01:27.50] | The cripple here that you clothe and feed |
| [01:32.900] | is neither starved nor cold; |
| [01:38.300] | he does not ask for your company, |
| [01:41.870] | not at the centre, the centre of the world. |
| [01:50.200] | |
| [02:01.350] | When I am on a pedestal, |
| [02:06.500] | you did not raise me there. |
| [02:11.719] | Your laws do not compel me |
| [02:17.70] | to kneel grotesque and bare. |
| [02:22.700] | I myself am the pedestal |
| [02:26.89] | for this ugly hump at which you stare. |
| [02:33.339] | |
| [02:46.170] | You who wish to conquer pain, |
| [02:49.869] | you must learn what makes me kind; |
| [02:56.379] | the crumbs of love that you offer me, |
| [03:01.299] | they're the crumbs I've left behind. |
| [03:07.149] | Your pain is no credential here, |
| [03:11.99] | it's just the shadow, shadow of my wound. |
| [03:18.809] | |
| [03:25.369] | I have begun to long for you, |
| [03:30.728] | I who have no greed; |
| [03:35.989] | I have begun to ask for you, |
| [03:41.149] | I who have no need. |
| [03:46.559] | You say you've gone away from me, |
| [03:50.700] | but I can feel you when you breathe. |
| [03:58.170] | |
| [04:08.140] | Do not dress in those rags for me, |
| [04:13.59] | I know you are not poor; |
| [04:18.560] | you don't love me quite so fiercely now |
| [04:22.770] | when you know that you are not sure, |
| [04:28.840] | it is your turn, beloved, |
| [04:32.990] | it is your flesh that I wear. |
| [04:42.159] |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : Leonard Cohen |
| [00:01.00] | zuo ci : Leonard Cohen |
| [00:22.540] | |
| [00:33.250] | |
| [00:33.850] | Well I stepped into an avalanche, |
| [00:39.770] | it covered up my soul |
| [00:44.680] | when I am not this hunchback that you see, |
| [00:50.50] | I sleep beneath the golden hill. |
| [00:56.0] | You who wish to conquer pain, |
| [00:59.760] | you must learn, learn to serve me well. |
| [01:16.140] | You strike my side by accident |
| [01:21.730] | as you go down for your gold. |
| [01:27.50] | The cripple here that you clothe and feed |
| [01:32.900] | is neither starved nor cold |
| [01:38.300] | he does not ask for your company, |
| [01:41.870] | not at the centre, the centre of the world. |
| [01:50.200] | |
| [02:01.350] | When I am on a pedestal, |
| [02:06.500] | you did not raise me there. |
| [02:11.719] | Your laws do not compel me |
| [02:17.70] | to kneel grotesque and bare. |
| [02:22.700] | I myself am the pedestal |
| [02:26.89] | for this ugly hump at which you stare. |
| [02:33.339] | |
| [02:46.170] | You who wish to conquer pain, |
| [02:49.869] | you must learn what makes me kind |
| [02:56.379] | the crumbs of love that you offer me, |
| [03:01.299] | they' re the crumbs I' ve left behind. |
| [03:07.149] | Your pain is no credential here, |
| [03:11.99] | it' s just the shadow, shadow of my wound. |
| [03:18.809] | |
| [03:25.369] | I have begun to long for you, |
| [03:30.728] | I who have no greed |
| [03:35.989] | I have begun to ask for you, |
| [03:41.149] | I who have no need. |
| [03:46.559] | You say you' ve gone away from me, |
| [03:50.700] | but I can feel you when you breathe. |
| [03:58.170] | |
| [04:08.140] | Do not dress in those rags for me, |
| [04:13.59] | I know you are not poor |
| [04:18.560] | you don' t love me quite so fiercely now |
| [04:22.770] | when you know that you are not sure, |
| [04:28.840] | it is your turn, beloved, |
| [04:32.990] | it is your flesh that I wear. |
| [04:42.159] |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Leonard Cohen |
| [00:01.00] | zuò cí : Leonard Cohen |
| [00:22.540] | |
| [00:33.250] | |
| [00:33.850] | Well I stepped into an avalanche, |
| [00:39.770] | it covered up my soul |
| [00:44.680] | when I am not this hunchback that you see, |
| [00:50.50] | I sleep beneath the golden hill. |
| [00:56.0] | You who wish to conquer pain, |
| [00:59.760] | you must learn, learn to serve me well. |
| [01:16.140] | You strike my side by accident |
| [01:21.730] | as you go down for your gold. |
| [01:27.50] | The cripple here that you clothe and feed |
| [01:32.900] | is neither starved nor cold |
| [01:38.300] | he does not ask for your company, |
| [01:41.870] | not at the centre, the centre of the world. |
| [01:50.200] | |
| [02:01.350] | When I am on a pedestal, |
| [02:06.500] | you did not raise me there. |
| [02:11.719] | Your laws do not compel me |
| [02:17.70] | to kneel grotesque and bare. |
| [02:22.700] | I myself am the pedestal |
| [02:26.89] | for this ugly hump at which you stare. |
| [02:33.339] | |
| [02:46.170] | You who wish to conquer pain, |
| [02:49.869] | you must learn what makes me kind |
| [02:56.379] | the crumbs of love that you offer me, |
| [03:01.299] | they' re the crumbs I' ve left behind. |
| [03:07.149] | Your pain is no credential here, |
| [03:11.99] | it' s just the shadow, shadow of my wound. |
| [03:18.809] | |
| [03:25.369] | I have begun to long for you, |
| [03:30.728] | I who have no greed |
| [03:35.989] | I have begun to ask for you, |
| [03:41.149] | I who have no need. |
| [03:46.559] | You say you' ve gone away from me, |
| [03:50.700] | but I can feel you when you breathe. |
| [03:58.170] | |
| [04:08.140] | Do not dress in those rags for me, |
| [04:13.59] | I know you are not poor |
| [04:18.560] | you don' t love me quite so fiercely now |
| [04:22.770] | when you know that you are not sure, |
| [04:28.840] | it is your turn, beloved, |
| [04:32.990] | it is your flesh that I wear. |
| [04:42.159] |