| 作曲 : Goeke, Grant, Kitzis, Voltaire | |
| When I find the living a bore | |
| There's a place | |
| I goI answer the call, go over a wall | |
| Where the crosses are all in a row | |
| I mind the trees, get down on my knees | |
| There's a hole in the gate | |
| I look around, that | |
| I won't be found | |
| And sit down next to his grave | |
| If you squirm at the | |
| Conqueror | |
| WormThis is no place for thee | |
| Or if you fright at the mere site | |
| Of the corpse of my | |
| Annabel Lee | |
| If you fear there's something you hear | |
| A heart beating under the floor | |
| Still your heart, there's no need to start | |
| It's just me having tea with | |
| LenoreSit here on the ground | |
| Dead leaves in the trees all around you | |
| Come enter this land | |
| Take this book in your hand | |
| If you find the living a bore | |
| There's a place you can go | |
| Answer the call, go over the wall | |
| Where the crosses are all in a row | |
| Mind the trees, get down on your knees | |
| Sneak in just like the breeze | |
| Look around, though you won't be found | |
| It's just you, | |
| Edgar Allen and me |
| zuo qu : Goeke, Grant, Kitzis, Voltaire | |
| When I find the living a bore | |
| There' s a place | |
| I goI answer the call, go over a wall | |
| Where the crosses are all in a row | |
| I mind the trees, get down on my knees | |
| There' s a hole in the gate | |
| I look around, that | |
| I won' t be found | |
| And sit down next to his grave | |
| If you squirm at the | |
| Conqueror | |
| WormThis is no place for thee | |
| Or if you fright at the mere site | |
| Of the corpse of my | |
| Annabel Lee | |
| If you fear there' s something you hear | |
| A heart beating under the floor | |
| Still your heart, there' s no need to start | |
| It' s just me having tea with | |
| LenoreSit here on the ground | |
| Dead leaves in the trees all around you | |
| Come enter this land | |
| Take this book in your hand | |
| If you find the living a bore | |
| There' s a place you can go | |
| Answer the call, go over the wall | |
| Where the crosses are all in a row | |
| Mind the trees, get down on your knees | |
| Sneak in just like the breeze | |
| Look around, though you won' t be found | |
| It' s just you, | |
| Edgar Allen and me |
| zuò qǔ : Goeke, Grant, Kitzis, Voltaire | |
| When I find the living a bore | |
| There' s a place | |
| I goI answer the call, go over a wall | |
| Where the crosses are all in a row | |
| I mind the trees, get down on my knees | |
| There' s a hole in the gate | |
| I look around, that | |
| I won' t be found | |
| And sit down next to his grave | |
| If you squirm at the | |
| Conqueror | |
| WormThis is no place for thee | |
| Or if you fright at the mere site | |
| Of the corpse of my | |
| Annabel Lee | |
| If you fear there' s something you hear | |
| A heart beating under the floor | |
| Still your heart, there' s no need to start | |
| It' s just me having tea with | |
| LenoreSit here on the ground | |
| Dead leaves in the trees all around you | |
| Come enter this land | |
| Take this book in your hand | |
| If you find the living a bore | |
| There' s a place you can go | |
| Answer the call, go over the wall | |
| Where the crosses are all in a row | |
| Mind the trees, get down on your knees | |
| Sneak in just like the breeze | |
| Look around, though you won' t be found | |
| It' s just you, | |
| Edgar Allen and me |
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