《Mrs. Hemingway》歌词

[00:00:00] Mrs. Hemingway - Mary Chapin Carpenter (玛丽翠萍·卡本特)

[00:00:38] We packed up our books and our dishes

[00:00:43] Our dreams and your worsted wool suits

[00:00:50] We sailed on the 8th of December

[00:00:57] Farewell old Hudson River

[00:01:01] Here comes the sea

[00:01:06] And love was as new and as bright and as true

[00:01:12] When I loved you and you loved me

[00:01:22] Two steamer trunks in the carriage

[00:01:28] Safe arrival we cabled back home

[00:01:34] It was just a few days before Christmas

[00:01:41] We filled our stockings with wishes

[00:01:45] And walked for hours

[00:01:50] Arm in arm through the rain to the glassed-in café

[00:01:56] It held us like hothouse flowers

[00:02:02] Living in Paris in attics and garrets

[00:02:09] Where the coal merchants climb every stair

[00:02:15] The dance hall next door is filled with sailors and whores

[00:02:21] And the music floats up through the air

[00:02:28] There's Sancerre and oysters cathedrals and cloisters

[00:02:34] And time with it's unerring aim

[00:02:40] For now we can say we were lucky most days

[00:02:47] And throw a rose into the Seine

[00:02:57] Love is the greatest deceiver

[00:03:03] It hollows you out like a drum

[00:03:09] And suddenly nothing is certain

[00:03:16] As if all the clouds closed the curtains and blocked the sun

[00:03:25] And friends now are strangers in this city of dangers

[00:03:32] As cold and as cruel as they come

[00:04:12] Sometimes I look at old pictures

[00:04:18] And smile at how happy we were

[00:04:25] How easy it was to be hungry

[00:04:31] It wasn't for fame or for money

[00:04:36] It was for love

[00:04:40] Now my copper hair's gray as the stones on the quay

[00:04:47] In the city where magic was

[00:04:54] Living in Paris in attics and garrets

[00:05:00] Where the coal merchants climb every stair

[00:05:07] The dance hall next door is filled with sailors and whores

[00:05:13] And the music floats up through the air

[00:05:19] There's Sancerre and oysters and Notre Dame's cloisters

[00:05:26] And time with it's unerring aim

[00:05:32] For now we can say we were lucky most days

[00:05:38] And throw a rose into the Seine

[00:05:45] Now I can say I was lucky most days

[00:05:52] And throw a rose into the Seine