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  • 作词 : Nick Cave
    作曲 : Nick Cave
    It was the dirty end of winter
    Along the loom of the land
    When I walked with sweet Sally
    Hand upon hand


    And the wind it bit bitter
    For a boy of no means
    With no shoes on his feet
    And a knife in his jeans


    Along the loom of the land
    The mission bells peeled
    From the tower at Saint Mary's
    Down to Reprobate Fields


    And I saw that the world
    Was all blessed and bright
    And Sally breathed softly
    In the majestic night


    O baby please don't cry
    And try to keep
    Your little hand upon my shoulder
    Now go to sleep


    The elms and the poplars
    Were turning their backs
    Past the rumbling station
    We followed the tracks


    We found an untrodden path
    And followed it down
    The moon in the sky
    Like a dislodged crown


    My hands they burned
    In the folds of her coat
    Breathing milky white air
    From deep in her throat


    O baby please don't cry
    And try to keep
    Your little head upon my shoulder
    Now go to sleep


    I told Sally in whispers
    I'll never bring you harm
    Her breast it was small
    And warm in my palm


    I told her the moon
    Was a magical thing
    That it shone gold in winter
    And silver in spring


    And we walked and walked
    Across the endless sands
    Just me and my Sally
    Along the loom of the land


    O baby please don't cry
    And try to keep
    Your little head upon my shoulder
    Now go to sleep
  • 作词 : Nick Cave
    作曲 : Nick Cave
    It was the dirty end of winter
    Along the loom of the land
    When I walked with sweet Sally
    Hand upon hand


    And the wind it bit bitter
    For a boy of no means
    With no shoes on his feet
    And a knife in his jeans


    Along the loom of the land
    The mission bells peeled
    From the tower at Saint Mary's
    Down to Reprobate Fields


    And I saw that the world
    Was all blessed and bright
    And Sally breathed softly
    In the majestic night


    O baby please don't cry
    And try to keep
    Your little hand upon my shoulder
    Now go to sleep


    The elms and the poplars
    Were turning their backs
    Past the rumbling station
    We followed the tracks


    We found an untrodden path
    And followed it down
    The moon in the sky
    Like a dislodged crown


    My hands they burned
    In the folds of her coat
    Breathing milky white air
    From deep in her throat


    O baby please don't cry
    And try to keep
    Your little head upon my shoulder
    Now go to sleep


    I told Sally in whispers
    I'll never bring you harm
    Her breast it was small
    And warm in my palm


    I told her the moon
    Was a magical thing
    That it shone gold in winter
    And silver in spring


    And we walked and walked
    Across the endless sands
    Just me and my Sally
    Along the loom of the land


    O baby please don't cry
    And try to keep
    Your little head upon my shoulder
    Now go to sleep