作词 : Ian Curtis/Peter Hook/Bernard Sumner/Stephen Morris 作曲 : Ian Curtis/Peter Hook/Bernard Sumner/Stephen Morris In fear every day, every evening, He calls her aloud from above, Carefully watched for a reason, Painstaking devotion and love, Surrendered to self preservation, From others who care for themselves. A blindness that touches perfection, But hurts just like anything else. Isolation, isolation, isolation. Mother I tried please believe me, I'm doing the best that I can. I'm ashamed of the things I've been put through, I'm ashamed of the person I am. Isolation, isolation, isolation. But if you could just see the beauty, These things I could never describe, These pleasures a wayward distraction, This is my one lucky prize. Isolation, isolation, Isolation, isolation, isolation...
[00:00.000] 作词 : Ian Curtis/Peter Hook/Bernard Sumner/Stephen Morris [00:01.000] 作曲 : Ian Curtis/Peter Hook/Bernard Sumner/Stephen Morris [00:37.27]In fear every day, every evening, [00:40.00]He calls her aloud from above, [00:43.24]Carefully watched for a reason, [00:46.42]Painstaking devotion and love, [00:49.51]Surrendered to self preservation, [00:52.75]From others who care for themselves. [00:55.89]A blindness that touches perfection, [00:59.29]But hurts just like anything else. [01:05.32]Isolation, isolation, isolation. [01:18.48]Mother I tried please believe me, [01:21.36]I'm doing the best that I can. [01:24.15]I'm ashamed of the things I've been put through, [01:27.58]I'm ashamed of the person I am. [01:33.75]Isolation, isolation, isolation. [01:46.89]But if you could just see the beauty, [01:50.08]These things I could never describe, [01:53.06]These pleasures a wayward distraction, [01:56.10]This is my one lucky prize. [02:27.79]Isolation, isolation, [02:34.05]Isolation, isolation, isolation...