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  • 作词 : Mark Knopfler
    作曲 : Mark Knopfler
    My hunter's heart may not be merciless
    But on this day of freezing snow
    It's as cold as the heart of the ice princess
    Who didn't want to know
    I take my orders, ask few questions
    It's no real life for a decent man
    Few clear-cut lines or regulations
    Low on prospects and future plans
    If you should hearken to the devil's bidding
    Perchance you'll bring me work to do
    It may not be my heart's true calling
    But I will surely come for you
    To you who live by rape and plunder
    I'll shoot or hang with scant remorse
    My Old Reliable, the avenging thunder
    Else my rope and faithful horse
    Your late companion in haste repented
    I had him take a ride with me
    Through this poor country he had so tormented
    Until we came to the highest tree
    He did reveal in his confession
    That you were making for the train
    This bitter snow will soon be melting
    And nothing sweeter than the rain
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Mark Knopfler
    [00:01.000] 作曲 : Mark Knopfler
    [00:25.813]My hunter's heart may not be merciless
    [00:34.540]But on this day of freezing snow
    [00:41.677]It's as cold as the heart of the ice princess
    [00:49.445]Who didn't want to know
    [00:58.227]I take my orders, ask few questions
    [01:05.316]It's no real life for a decent man
    [01:11.909]Few clear-cut lines or regulations
    [01:19.314]Low on prospects and future plans
    [01:25.749]If you should hearken to the devil's bidding
    [01:32.522]Perchance you'll bring me work to do
    [01:39.441]It may not be my heart's true calling
    [01:46.541]But I will surely come for you
    [01:53.187]To you who live by rape and plunder
    [02:00.026]I'll shoot or hang with scant remorse
    [02:06.782]My Old Reliable, the avenging thunder
    [02:14.195]Else my rope and faithful horse
    [02:51.415]Your late companion in haste repented
    [02:58.590]I had him take a ride with me
    [03:05.821]Through this poor country he had so tormented
    [03:12.580]Until we came to the highest tree
    [03:19.112]He did reveal in his confession
    [03:25.569]That you were making for the train
    [03:32.619]This bitter snow will soon be melting
    [03:39.801]And nothing sweeter than the rain