Needle of Death (2015 - Remaster) - Bert Jansch.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作曲 : Bert Jansch
[00:15.801]When sadness fills your heart
[00:20.290]And sorrow hides the longing to be free
[00:26.039]When things go wrong each day
[00:30.790]You fix your mind to 'scape your misery
[00:35.529]Your troubled young life
[00:38.039]Had made you turn
[00:42.507]To a needle of death
[00:50.768]How strange, your happy words
[00:55.269]Have ceased to bring a smile from everyone
[01:00.954]How tears have filled the eyes
[01:05.704]Of friends that you once had walked among
[01:10.450]Your troubled young life
[01:13.132]Had made you turn
[01:17.376]To a needle of death
[01:25.650]One grain of pure white snow
[01:31.637]Dissolved in blood spread quickly to your brain
[01:37.084]In peace your mind withdraws
[01:41.598]Your death so near your soul can't feel no pain
[01:46.786]Your troubled young life
[01:49.286]Had made you turn
[01:53.529]To a needle of death
[02:01.540]Your mother stands a'cryin'
[02:06.033]While to the earth your body's slowly cast
[02:11.736]Your father stands in silence
[02:16.433]Caressing every young dream of the past
[02:20.937]Your troubled young life
[02:23.439]Had made you turn
[02:27.116]To a needle of death
[02:36.869]Through ages, man's desires
[02:41.615]To free his mind, to release his very soul
[02:46.825]Has proved to all who live
[02:51.838]That death itself is freedom for evermore
[02:56.583]And your troubled young life
[02:59.078]Will make you turn
[03:03.321]To a needle of death

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作曲 : Bert Jansch
When sadness fills your heart
And sorrow hides the longing to be free
When things go wrong each day
You fix your mind to 'scape your misery
Your troubled young life
Had made you turn
To a needle of death
How strange, your happy words
Have ceased to bring a smile from everyone
How tears have filled the eyes
Of friends that you once had walked among
Your troubled young life
Had made you turn
To a needle of death
One grain of pure white snow
Dissolved in blood spread quickly to your brain
In peace your mind withdraws
Your death so near your soul can't feel no pain
Your troubled young life
Had made you turn
To a needle of death
Your mother stands a'cryin'
While to the earth your body's slowly cast
Your father stands in silence
Caressing every young dream of the past
Your troubled young life
Had made you turn
To a needle of death
Through ages, man's desires
To free his mind, to release his very soul
Has proved to all who live
That death itself is freedom for evermore
And your troubled young life
Will make you turn
To a needle of death