作词 : Leonard Cohen/Sharon Robinson 作曲 : Leonard Cohen/Sharon Robinson You never liked to get The letters that I sent. But now you’ve got the gist Of what my letters meant. You’re reading them again, The ones you didn’t burn. You press them to your lips, My pages of concern. I said there’d been a flood. I said there’s nothing left. I hoped that you would come. I gave you my address. Your story was so long, The plot was so intense, It took you years to cross The lines of self-defense. The wounded forms appear: The loss, the full extent; And simple kindness here, The solitude of strength. repeat You walk into my room. You stand there at my desk, Begin your letter to The one who’s coming next
[00:00.000] 作词 : Leonard Cohen/Sharon Robinson [00:01.000] 作曲 : Leonard Cohen/Sharon Robinson [00:14.070]You never liked to get [00:21.060]The letters that I sent. [00:27.740]But now you’ve got the gist [00:33.260]Of what my letters meant. [00:41.030]You’re reading them again, [00:47.500]The ones you didn’t burn. [00:54.170]You press them to your lips, [00:59.940]My pages of concern. [01:08.300]I said there’d been a flood. [01:15.030]I said there’s nothing left. [01:21.830]I hoped that you would come. [01:28.470]I gave you my address. [01:34.670]Your story was so long, [01:40.930]The plot was so intense, [01:48.260]It took you years to cross [01:53.520]The lines of self-defense. [02:01.830]The wounded forms appear: [02:07.620]The loss, the full extent; [02:15.520]And simple kindness here, [02:20.480]The solitude of strength. [02:30.940]repeat [03:00.300]You walk into my room. [03:05.160]You stand there at my desk, [03:11.230]Begin your letter to [03:16.580]The one who’s coming next
