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  • 作词 : Joni Mitchell
    作曲 : Joni Mitchell
    The priest sat in the airport bar
    He was wearing his father's tie

    And his eyes looked into my eyes so far
    Whenever the words ran dry

    Behind the lash and the circles blue
    He looked as only a priest can thru
    And his eyes said me and his eyes said you

    And my eyes said let us try

    He said "You wouldn't like it here
    No it's no place you should share
    The roof is ripped with hurricanes
    And the room is always bare

    I need the wind and I seek the cold"
    He reached post the wine for my hand to hold
    And he saw me young and he saw me old
    And he saw me sitting there

    Then he took his contradictions out
    And he splashed them on my brow

    So which words was I then to doubt
    When choosing what to vow

    Should I choose them all-should I make them mine
    The sermons the hymns and the valentines
    And he asked for truth and he asked for time
    And he asked for only now

    Now the trials are trumpet scored
    Oh will we pass the test

    Or just as one loves more and more
    Will one love less and less

    Oh come let's run from this ring we're in
    Where the Christians clap and the Germans grin

    Saying let them lose crying let them win
    Oh make them both confess
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Joni Mitchell
    [00:01.000] 作曲 : Joni Mitchell
    [00:18.90]The priest sat in the airport bar
    [00:21.35]He was wearing his father's tie
    [00:25.89]
    [00:27.64]And his eyes looked into my eyes so far
    [00:30.76]Whenever the words ran dry
    [00:35.64]
    [00:37.02]Behind the lash and the circles blue
    [00:39.51]He looked as only a priest can thru
    [00:45.75]And his eyes said me and his eyes said you
    [00:51.61]
    [00:52.86]And my eyes said let us try
    [00:56.97]
    [01:07.97]He said "You wouldn't like it here
    [01:10.47]No it's no place you should share
    [01:16.90]The roof is ripped with hurricanes
    [01:18.71]And the room is always bare
    [01:24.11]
    [01:25.36]I need the wind and I seek the cold"
    [01:28.41]He reached post the wine for my hand to hold
    [01:33.90]And he saw me young and he saw me old
    [01:41.64]And he saw me sitting there
    [01:46.75]
    [01:56.48]Then he took his contradictions out
    [01:59.03]And he splashed them on my brow
    [02:03.34]
    [02:05.03]So which words was I then to doubt
    [02:08.15]When choosing what to vow
    [02:13.12]
    [02:13.94]Should I choose them all-should I make them mine
    [02:16.73]The sermons the hymns and the valentines
    [02:22.67]And he asked for truth and he asked for time
    [02:30.59]And he asked for only now
    [02:34.83]
    [02:37.58]Now the trials are trumpet scored
    [02:40.39]Oh will we pass the test
    [02:45.33]
    [02:45.89]Or just as one loves more and more
    [02:49.08]Will one love less and less
    [02:53.94]
    [02:55.07]Oh come let's run from this ring we're in
    [02:57.81]Where the Christians clap and the Germans grin
    [03:05.68]
    [03:06.36]Saying let them lose crying let them win
    [03:14.68]Oh make them both confess