《For The Roses》歌词

[00:00:01] For The Roses - Joni Mitchell

[00:00:13] I heard it in the wind last night

[00:00:16] It sounded like applause

[00:00:19] Did you get a round resounding for you

[00:00:22] Way up here

[00:00:24] It seems like many dim years ago

[00:00:28] Since I heard that face to face

[00:00:31] Or seen you face to face

[00:00:33] Though tonight I can feel you here

[00:00:37] I get these notes

[00:00:40] On butterflies and lilac sprays

[00:00:42] From girls who just have to tell me

[00:00:46] They saw you somewhere

[00:00:57] In some office sits a poet

[00:01:00] And he trembles as he sings

[00:01:02] And he asks some guy

[00:01:05] To circulate his soul around

[00:01:08] On your mark red ribbon runner

[00:01:11] The caressing rev of motors

[00:01:14] Finely tuned like fancy women

[00:01:16] In thirties evening gowns

[00:01:20] Up the charts

[00:01:21] Off to the airport-

[00:01:23] Your name's in the news

[00:01:25] Everything's first class-

[00:01:27] The lights go down-

[00:01:28] And it's just you up there

[00:01:31] Getting them to feel like that

[00:01:40] Remember the days when you used to sit

[00:01:43] And make up your tunes for love

[00:01:47] And pour your simple sorrow

[00:01:48] To the sound hole and your knee

[00:01:52] And now you're seen

[00:01:53] On giant screens

[00:01:55] And at parties for the press

[00:01:58] And for people who have slices of you

[00:02:00] From the company

[00:02:03] They toss around your latest golden egg

[00:02:06] Speculation-well who's to know

[00:02:10] If the next one in the nest

[00:02:14] Will glitter for them so

[00:02:24] I guess I seem ungrateful

[00:02:26] With my teeth sunk in the hand

[00:02:29] That brings me things

[00:02:31] I really can't give up just yet

[00:02:36] Now I sit up here

[00:02:37] The critic

[00:02:38] And they introduce some band

[00:02:40] But they seem so much confetti

[00:02:43] Looking at them on my TV set

[00:02:47] Oh the power and the glory

[00:02:49] Just when you're getting a taste for worship

[00:02:52] They start bringing out the hammers

[00:02:57] And the boards

[00:03:08] And the nails

[00:03:09] I heard it in the wind last night

[00:03:11] It sounded like applause

[00:03:13] Chilly now

[00:03:14] End of summer

[00:03:15] No more shiny hot nights

[00:03:19] It was just the arbutus rustling

[00:03:22] And the bumping of the logs

[00:03:24] And the moon swept down black water

[00:03:27] Like an empty spotlight