作词 : Jacques Brel 作曲 : Gérard Jouannest Oh I can see them now Clutching a handkerchief And blowing me a kiss Discreetly asking how How come he died so young Or was he very old Is the body still warm Is it already cold All doors are open wide They grope around inside At my desk my drawers my trunk There's nothing left to hide Some love letters are there And an old photograph They've laid my poor soul bare And now all they do is laugh Oh I can see them all So formal and so stiff Like a sergeant at arms At a policeman's ball And everybody's pushing To be the first in line Their hearts upon their sleeves Like a ten cent valentine The old women are there Too old to give a damn They've brought along the kids Who don't know who I am They're thinking about the price of my funeral bouquet What they're thinking isn't nice For now they'll have to pay Oh I see all of you All of my phony friends Who can't wait for it ends Who can't wait till it's through Oh I see all of you You've been laughing all these years Now all that you have left Are a few crocodile tears Ah you don't even know That you're entering your hell As you leave my cemetery You think you're doing well With that one who's at your side You're as proud as you can be Ah she's going to make you cry But not the way you cried for me Oh I can see me now So cold and so alone As the flowers slowly die In my field of little bones Oh I can see me now I can see me at the end Of this voyage that I’m on Without a love without a friend Now all this that I see Is not what I deserve They really have a nerve To say these things to me No girls just bread and water And your money you must save For there'll be nothing left for us When you're dead and in your grave
[00:00.000] 作词 : Jacques Brel [00:01.000] 作曲 : Gérard Jouannest [00:06.367]Oh I can see them now [00:09.877]Clutching a handkerchief [00:12.132]And blowing me a kiss [00:14.138]Discreetly asking how [00:18.399]How come he died so young [00:20.405]Or was he very old [00:22.160]Is the body still warm [00:24.416]Is it already cold [00:28.929]All doors are open wide [00:30.936]They grope around inside [00:32.939]At my desk my drawers my trunk [00:34.944]There's nothing left to hide [00:37.200]Some love letters are there [00:38.954]And an old photograph [00:41.222]They've laid my poor soul bare [00:42.976]And now all they do is laugh [00:48.240]Oh I can see them all [00:51.251]So formal and so stiff [00:53.757]Like a sergeant at arms [00:55.762]At a policeman's ball [01:00.273]And everybody's pushing [01:02.027]To be the first in line [01:04.283]Their hearts upon their sleeves [01:06.038]Like a ten cent valentine [01:10.553]The old women are there [01:12.559]Too old to give a damn [01:14.817]They've brought along the kids [01:16.571]Who don't know who I am [01:18.841]They're thinking about the price of my funeral bouquet [01:22.850]What they're thinking isn't nice [01:25.107]For now they'll have to pay [01:29.619]Oh I see all of you [01:31.625]All of my phony friends [01:33.631]Who can't wait for it ends [01:35.637]Who can't wait till it's through [01:39.900]Oh I see all of you [01:41.905]You've been laughing all these years [01:44.160]Now all that you have left [01:45.663]Are a few crocodile tears [01:50.429]Ah you don't even know [01:51.932]That you're entering your hell [01:53.939]As you leave my cemetery [01:55.692]You think you're doing well [01:58.449]With that one who's at your side [02:00.454]You're as proud as you can be [02:02.457]Ah she's going to make you cry [02:04.211]But not the way you cried for me [02:09.725]Oh I can see me now [02:13.233]So cold and so alone [02:15.235]As the flowers slowly die [02:17.492]In my field of little bones [02:21.255]Oh I can see me now [02:23.517]I can see me at the end [02:25.523]Of this voyage that I’m on [02:27.279]Without a love without a friend [02:31.792]Now all this that I see [02:34.050]Is not what I deserve [02:36.056]They really have a nerve [02:37.811]To say these things to me [02:40.318]No girls just bread and water [02:42.325]And your money you must save [02:44.329]For there'll be nothing left for us [02:46.335]When you're dead and in your grave
