作词 : Bob Dylan 作曲 : Bob Dylan Far between sundown's finish an' midnight's broken toll We ducked inside the doorway thunder crashing As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight And for each an' every underdog soldier in the night And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing In the city's melted furnace unexpectedly we watched With faces hidden while the walls were tightening As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowin' rain Dissolved into the bells of the lightning Tolling for the rebel tolling for the rake Tolling for the luckless the abandoned and forsaked Tolling for the outcast burnin' constantly at stake And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder That the clinging of the church bells blew far into the breeze Leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder Striking for the gentle striking for the kind Striking for the guardians and protectors of the mind And the poet and the painter far behind his rightful time And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing in the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales For the disrobed faceless forms of no position Tolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts All down in taken-for-granted situations Tolling for the deaf and blind tolling for the mute For the mistreated mateless mother and mistitled prostitute For the misdemeanor outlaw chased an' cheated by pursuit An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing Even though a cloud's white curtain in a far-off corner flashed An' the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting Electric light still struck like arrows fired but for the ones Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting Tolling for the searching ones on their speechless, seeking trail For the lonesome-hearted lovers with too personal a tale An' for each unharmful, gentle soul misplaced inside a jail An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing Starry-eyed an' laughing as I recall when we were caught Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended As we listened one last time an' we watched with one last look Spellbound an' swallowed til the tolling ended Tolling for the aching whose wounds cannot be nursed For the countless confused, accused misused, strung-out ones an' worse An' for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing
[00:00.000] 作词 : Bob Dylan [00:01.000] 作曲 : Bob Dylan [00:04.320]Far between sundown's finish [00:08.630]an' midnight's broken toll [00:12.650]We ducked inside the doorway [00:15.570]thunder crashing [00:20.370]As majestic bells of bolts [00:24.330]struck shadows in the sounds [00:28.560]Seeming to be the chimes [00:31.040]of freedom flashing [00:36.510]Flashing for the warriors [00:40.320]whose strength is not to fight [00:44.700]Flashing for the refugees [00:48.020]on the unarmed road of flight [00:51.780]And for each an' [00:53.470]every underdog soldier [00:57.180]in the night [00:59.160]And we gazed upon the chimes [01:02.240]of freedom flashing [01:09.130]In the city's melted furnace [01:13.120]unexpectedly we watched [01:17.380]With faces hidden [01:19.500]while the walls were tightening [01:26.140]As the echo of the wedding bells [01:30.420]before the blowin' rain [01:34.300]Dissolved into the bells [01:37.360]of the lightning [01:42.410]Tolling for the rebel [01:46.240]tolling for the rake [01:50.440]Tolling for the luckless [01:53.650]the abandoned and forsaked [01:58.530]Tolling for the outcast [02:02.020]burnin' constantly at stake [02:05.700]And we gazed upon the chimes [02:09.020]of freedom flashing [02:15.580]Through the mad mystic hammering [02:19.830]of the wild ripping hail [02:23.800]The sky cracked its poems [02:26.300]in naked wonder [02:31.250]That the clinging of the church [02:33.580]bells blew far into the breeze [02:39.080]Leaving only bells of lightning [02:42.180]and its thunder [02:48.050]Striking for the gentle [02:51.320]striking for the kind [02:55.350]Striking for the guardians [02:58.460]and protectors of the mind [03:02.830]And the poet and the painter [03:06.290]far behind his rightful time [03:10.600]And we gazed upon the chimes [03:13.740]of freedom flashing [03:23.550]in the wild cathedral [03:25.640]evening the rain unraveled tales [03:31.240]For the disrobed faceless [03:33.350]forms of no position [03:39.350]Tolling for the tongues [03:43.070]with no place to bring their thoughts [03:46.620]All down in taken-for-granted situations [03:55.280]Tolling for the deaf and blind [03:59.140]tolling for the mute [04:02.440]For the mistreated [04:03.930]mateless mother [04:06.090]and mistitled prostitute [04:10.330]For the misdemeanor outlaw [04:13.930]chased an' cheated by pursuit [04:17.800]An' we gazed upon the chimes [04:21.280]of freedom flashing [04:35.240]Even though a cloud's white curtain [04:39.120]in a far-off corner flashed [04:42.430]An' the hypnotic splattered mist [04:45.520]was slowly lifting [04:50.560]Electric light still struck like arrows [04:55.020]fired but for the ones [04:58.420]Condemned to drift or else [05:01.330]be kept from drifting [05:06.630]Tolling for the searching ones [05:10.120]on their speechless, seeking trail [05:13.890]For the lonesome-hearted lovers [05:17.720]with too personal a tale [05:21.870]An' for each unharmful, gentle soul [05:26.110]misplaced inside a jail [05:29.840]An' we gazed upon the chimes [05:32.850]of freedom flashing [05:59.200]Starry-eyed an' laughing [06:02.520]as I recall when we were caught [06:06.920]Trapped by no track of hours [06:09.530]for they hanged suspended [06:14.260]As we listened one last time [06:18.290]an' we watched with one last look [06:22.480]Spellbound an' swallowed [06:25.420]til the tolling ended [06:30.510]Tolling for the aching [06:34.090]whose wounds cannot be nursed [06:37.770]For the countless confused, accused [06:41.270]misused, strung-out ones an' worse [06:45.660]An' for every hung-up person [06:49.210]in the whole wide universe [06:53.440]An' we gazed upon the chimes [06:56.680]of freedom flashing
