Last Year's Man (Album Version)
作曲 : Leonard Cohen
The rain falls down on last year's man
That's a Jew's harp on the table
that's a crayon in his hand
And the corners of the blueprint
are ruined since they rolled
Far past the stems of thumbtacks
that still throw shadows on the wood
And the skylight is like skin
for a drum I'll never mend
And all the rain falls down amen
on the works of last year's man
I met a lady she was playing
with her soldiers in the dark
Oh one by one she had to tell them
that her name was Joan of Arc
I was in that army yes
I stayed a little while
I want to thank you
Joan of Arc for treating me so well
And though I wear a uniform
I was not born to fight
All these wounded boys
you lie beside goodnight
my friends goodnight
I came upon a wedding
that old families had contrived
Bethlehem the bridegroom
Babylon the bride
Great Babylon was naked
oh she stood there trembling for me
And Bethlehem inflamed us
both like the shy one at some orgy
And when we fell together
all our flesh was like a veil
That I had to draw aside to see
the serpent eat it's tail
Some women wait for Jesus
and some women wait for Cain
So I hang upon my altar
and I hoist my Axe again
And I take the one who finds me
back to where it all began
When Jesus was the honeymoon
and Cain was just the man
And we read from pleasant
Bibles that are bound in blood and skin
That the wilderness is gathering
all it's children back again
The rain falls down on last year's man
An hour has gone by
and he has not moved his hand
But everything will happen
if he only gives the word
The lovers will rise up
and the mountains touch the ground
But the skylight is like skin
for a drum I'll never mend
And all the rain falls down amen
on the works of last year's man
Last Year's Man (Album Version)LRC歌词
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Leonard Cohen
[00:01.60]The rain falls down on last year's man
[00:08.74]That's a Jew's harp on the table
[00:13.09]that's a crayon in his hand
[00:18.48]And the corners of the blueprint
[00:21.30]are ruined since they rolled
[00:25.61]Far past the stems of thumbtacks
[00:29.15]that still throw shadows on the wood
[00:34.81]And the skylight is like skin
[00:39.40]for a drum I'll never mend
[00:43.90]And all the rain falls down amen
[00:52.08]on the works of last year's man
[01:03.86]I met a lady she was playing
[01:08.22]with her soldiers in the dark
[01:14.57]Oh one by one she had to tell them
[01:20.10]that her name was Joan of Arc
[01:27.71]I was in that army yes
[01:31.72]I stayed a little while
[01:38.48]I want to thank you
[01:41.33]Joan of Arc for treating me so well
[01:49.65]And though I wear a uniform
[01:54.23]I was not born to fight
[01:58.84]All these wounded boys
[02:02.23]you lie beside goodnight
[02:06.80]my friends goodnight
[02:15.07]I came upon a wedding
[02:18.39]that old families had contrived
[02:25.52]Bethlehem the bridegroom
[02:30.94]Babylon the bride
[02:35.71]Great Babylon was naked
[02:39.72]oh she stood there trembling for me
[02:47.16]And Bethlehem inflamed us
[02:49.99]both like the shy one at some orgy
[02:57.68]And when we fell together
[03:01.28]all our flesh was like a veil
[03:06.71]That I had to draw aside to see
[03:12.32]the serpent eat it's tail
[03:21.47]Some women wait for Jesus
[03:25.62]and some women wait for Cain
[03:30.62]So I hang upon my altar
[03:36.02]and I hoist my Axe again
[03:41.37]And I take the one who finds me
[03:46.11]back to where it all began
[03:53.03]When Jesus was the honeymoon
[03:57.20]and Cain was just the man
[04:02.17]And we read from pleasant
[04:05.42]Bibles that are bound in blood and skin
[04:12.63]That the wilderness is gathering
[04:17.45]all it's children back again
[04:27.88]The rain falls down on last year's man
[04:37.70]An hour has gone by
[04:41.39]and he has not moved his hand
[04:48.08]But everything will happen
[04:51.62]if he only gives the word
[04:58.27]The lovers will rise up
[05:01.81]and the mountains touch the ground
[05:07.13]But the skylight is like skin
[05:12.54]for a drum I'll never mend
[05:18.04]And all the rain falls down amen
[05:25.99]on the works of last year's man
