[00:00.000] 作词 : Fripp, McDonald, Sinfield[00:14.929]"The Court of the Crimson King"[00:28.486]The rusted chains of prison moons[00:32.248]Are shattered by the sun[00:36.010]I walk a road horizons change[00:40.033]The tournament's begun[00:43.637]The purple piper plays his tune[00:47.242]The choir softly sing[00:50.717]Three lullabies in an ancient tongue[00:54.322]For the court of the crimson king[01:21.306]"The Return of the Fire Witch"[01:24.310]The keeper of the city keys[01:27.967]Puts shutters on the dreams[01:31.546]I wait outside the pilgrim's door[01:35.386]With insufficient schemes[01:39.122]The black queen chants the funeral march[01:42.674]The cracked brass bells will ring[01:46.305]To summon back the fire witch[01:49.492]To the court of the crimson king[03:19.641]The gardener plants an evergreen[03:23.089]Whilst trampling on a flower[03:26.563]I chase the wind of a prism ship[03:30.220]To taste the sweet and sour[03:33.930]The pattern juggler lifts his hand[03:37.613]The orchestra begin[03:40.852]As slowly turns the grinding wheel[03:44.144]In the court of the crimson king[05:27.432]"The Dance of the Puppets"[05:30.201]On soft grey mornings widows cry[05:34.224]The wise men share a joke[05:37.750]I run to grasp divining signs[05:41.172]To satisfy the hoax[05:44.777]The yellow jester does not play[05:48.277]But gently pulls the strings[05:52.039]And smiles as the puppets dance[05:55.278]In the court of the crimson king