My Death (Live) [Stereo]
作词 : Jacques Brel/Mort Shuman/Eric Blau
作曲 : Jacques Brel/Mort Shuman/Eric Blau
My death waits like an old roue
So confident, Ill go his way
Whistle to him
And the passing time...
My death waits like a Bible truth
At the funeral of my youth
We drank for that -
The passing time..
My death waits like
A witch at night
As surely as our love is right
Lets not think of that or the passing time
But whatever lies behind the door
There is nothing much to do...
Angel or devil, I dont care
For in front of that door...
There is you.
My death waits like a beggar blind
Who sees the world through an unlit mind
Throw him a dime
For the passing time...
My death waits to allow my friends
A few good times
Before it ends
Lets not think about
And the passing time..
My death waits there, between your thighs,
Your cool fingers will close my eyes,
Lets not think about the passing time.
For whatever lies behind the door
There is nothing much to do...
Angel or devil, I dont care
For in front of that door...
There is you.
My death waits there among the leaves
In magicians mysterious sleeves,
Rabbits and dogs, and the passing time...
My death waits there, among the flowers
Where the blackest shadows cowers
So lets pick lilacs
The passing time..
My death waits there, in a double bed
Sails of oblivion and my head
Lets not think about
The passing time.
But whatever lies behind the door
There is nothing much to do...
Angel or devil, I dont care
For, in front of that door...
There is you.
My Death (Live) [Stereo]LRC歌词
[00:00.000] 作词 : Jacques Brel/Mort Shuman/Eric Blau
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Jacques Brel/Mort Shuman/Eric Blau
[00:15.57]My death waits like an old roue
[00:23.45]So confident, Ill go his way
[00:28.33]
[00:30.45]Whistle to him
[00:31.96]
[00:34.33]And the passing time...
[00:36.08]
[00:39.08]My death waits like a Bible truth
[00:45.20]
[00:47.71]At the funeral of my youth
[00:52.19]
[00:54.62]We drank for that -
[00:56.94]
[00:58.00]The passing time..
[00:59.68]
[01:03.38]My death waits like
[01:07.87]A witch at night
[01:09.19]
[01:11.93]As surely as our love is right
[01:16.31]
[01:18.81]Lets not think of that or the passing time
[01:24.00]
[01:27.08]But whatever lies behind the door
[01:31.58]
[01:33.96]There is nothing much to do...
[01:36.84]
[01:40.08]Angel or devil, I dont care
[01:45.71]
[01:47.64]For in front of that door...
[01:50.03]
[01:52.08]There is you.
[01:54.64]
[02:03.83]My death waits like a beggar blind
[02:08.82]
[02:10.76]Who sees the world through an unlit mind
[02:15.46]
[02:17.40]Throw him a dime
[02:19.20]
[02:19.96]For the passing time...
[02:21.37]
[02:24.68]My death waits to allow my friends
[02:31.06]
[02:33.56]A few good times
[02:35.24]
[02:36.36]Before it ends
[02:37.56]
[02:40.06]Lets not think about
[02:41.87]
[02:44.00]And the passing time..
[02:46.06]
[02:48.61]My death waits there, between your thighs,
[02:55.04]
[02:57.16]Your cool fingers will close my eyes,
[03:02.53]
[03:03.91]Lets not think about the passing time.
[03:09.66]
[03:13.03]For whatever lies behind the door
[03:16.97]
[03:20.16]There is nothing much to do...
[03:22.76]
[03:26.52]Angel or devil, I dont care
[03:31.07]
[03:34.01]For in front of that door...
[03:36.64]
[03:38.39]There is you.
[03:40.83]
[03:45.14]My death waits there among the leaves
[03:50.14]
[03:52.27]In magicians mysterious sleeves,
[03:57.28]
[03:59.40]Rabbits and dogs, and the passing time...
[04:03.41]
[04:06.78]My death waits there, among the flowers
[04:13.28]
[04:15.09]Where the blackest shadows cowers
[04:19.62]
[04:21.49]So lets pick lilacs
[04:23.31]
[04:25.75]The passing time..
[04:27.49]
[04:30.43]My death waits there, in a double bed
[04:36.62]
[04:38.44]Sails of oblivion and my head
[04:43.95]
[04:45.57]Lets not think about
[04:47.76]
[04:49.32]The passing time.
[04:51.84]
[04:54.35]But whatever lies behind the door
[04:59.10]
[05:01.60]There is nothing much to do...
[05:04.67]
[05:08.91]Angel or devil, I dont care
[05:14.04]
[05:16.11]For, in front of that door...
[05:19.35]
[05:22.72]There is you.
