《Constantinople》歌词

[00:00:09] O the minarets of Constantinople

[00:00:14] Are plated gold ivory and opal

[00:00:19] Their cupolas all onion domed and light

[00:00:28] And the magistrate of Constantinople

[00:00:34] Has made a match

[00:00:36] His family was hopeful

[00:00:39] Their daughter would be promised a wedding night

[00:00:48] But the Sultan's weary bride she won't be wed tonight

[00:00:58] Nor fall beneath a canopy to lie

[00:01:07] For far across the town her lover's lying drowned

[00:01:17] And painted by the Bosporus in blue

[00:01:26] And there's nothing for a broken heart to do

[00:01:35] Down the dirty streets of Constantinople

[00:01:41] The beggars weep their hands all wide open

[00:01:46] Their severed leper limbs all swing and sway

[00:01:55] At a windowsill in Constantinople

[00:02:00] Our Hero sighs to melodies noteful

[00:02:05] And gazes on the walls that hold his love

[00:02:14] But the Sultan's weary bride she won't be wed tonight

[00:02:24] Nor fall beneath a canopy to lie

[00:02:34] For far across the town her lover now is drowned

[00:02:44] And painted by the Bosporus in blue

[00:02:53] And there's nothing for a broken heart to do

[00:03:03] No there's nothing for a broken heart to do

[00:03:12] Except cry