[00:00.000] 作词 : Leonard Cohen
[00:00.516] 作曲 : Leonard Cohen
[00:01.32]Let's sing another song, boys
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[00:04.82]This one has grown old and bitter
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[00:22.69]Ah, his fingernails,
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[00:25.94]I see they're broken
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[00:31.94]His ships, they're all on fire
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[00:40.07]The moneylender's lovely little daughter
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[00:46.57]Ah, she's eaten, she's eaten with desire
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[00:56.06]She spies him through the glasses
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[01:02.94]From the pawnshops of her wicked father
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[01:12.06]She hails him with a microphone
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[01:18.31]That some poor singer, just like me had to leave her
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[01:28.19]She tempts him with a clarinet
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[01:36.96]She waves a Nazi dagger
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[01:43.96]She finds him lying in a heap
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[01:52.21]She wants to be his woman
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[02:00.21]He says, "Yes, I just might go to sleep
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[02:06.47]But kindly leave, leave the future, leave it open"
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[02:16.72]He stands where it is steep
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[02:22.97]Oh, I guess he thinks that he's the very first one
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[02:32.97]His hands upon his leather belt now
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[02:38.97]Like it was the wheel of some big ocean liner
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[02:49.09]And she will learn to touch herself so well
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[02:55.47]As all the sails burn down like paper
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[03:05.47]And he has lit the chain
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[03:14.09]Of his famous cigarillo
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[03:20.59]Ah, they'll never, they'll never ever reach the moon
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[03:29.59]At least not the one that we're after
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[03:37.84]It's floating, broken on the open sea, look out there, my friends
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[03:45.09]And it carries no survivors
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[03:54.46]But let's leave these lovers wondering
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[04:01.34]Why they cannot have each other
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[04:10.69]And let's sing another song, boys
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[04:17.06]This one has grown old and bitter
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[04:26.30]（La La La La La La ...）
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