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  • Nine ()-Patti Smith (蒂·史密斯)
    Night a nine of diamonds
    A woman lay and cries
    At the sister of Mercy
    On a Sabbath day
    Night a nine of diamonds
    As revealers commence
    To shiver as she bore
    In a babe a radiance
    Brave in constant motion
    Wherein perfection brews
    Darkness as his brother
    Mischief as his moon
    Summoning beneath
    With his gypsy moves
    Yearning as the foal
    Shy and beautiful
    Every card he drew
    Had a different face
    Lingering and lost
    Unholy holy ghosts
    I tend to play them all
    He spoke with confidence
    Another kind of strange
    To shift in loneliness
    He sought not for himself
    The empire he would find
    Save the golden womb
    He enter in his mind
    We will die a littler
    The rogues whistling
    Nine blue-eyed sailors
    Tip their caps to him
    As he passes through them
    More vagabond than king
    With diamonds on his sleeves
    Like a harlequin
  • [00:00.00]Nine ()-Patti Smith (蒂·史密斯)
    [00:17.284]Night a nine of diamonds
    [00:21.535]A woman lay and cries
    [00:26.410]At the sister of Mercy
    [00:30.285]On a Sabbath day
    [00:35.597]Night a nine of diamonds
    [00:39.723]As revealers commence
    [00:44.659]To shiver as she bore
    [00:48.911]In a babe a radiance
    [00:56.723]Brave in constant motion
    [01:00.848]Wherein perfection brews
    [01:05.801]Darkness as his brother
    [01:10.111]Mischief as his moon
    [01:14.927]Summoning beneath
    [01:19.52]With his gypsy moves
    [01:24.82]Yearning as the foal
    [01:27.832]Shy and beautiful
    [01:40.334]Every card he drew
    [01:44.647]Had a different face
    [01:49.397]Lingering and lost
    [01:53.835]Unholy holy ghosts
    [01:58.272]I tend to play them all
    [02:05.54]He spoke with confidence
    [02:09.741]Another kind of strange
    [02:14.304]To shift in loneliness
    [02:21.443]He sought not for himself
    [02:25.945]The empire he would find
    [02:30.381]Save the golden womb
    [02:34.508]He enter in his mind
    [03:58.386]We will die a littler
    [04:04.135]The rogues whistling
    [04:10.193]Nine blue-eyed sailors
    [04:15.699]Tip their caps to him
    [04:21.947]As he passes through them
    [04:27.12]More vagabond than king
    [04:32.759]With diamonds on his sleeves
    [04:39.946]Like a harlequin