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作词 : Carole King |
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My life has been a tapestry |
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Of rich and royal hue; |
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An everlasting vision |
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Of the ever-changing view; |
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A wond'rous woven magic |
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In bits of blue and gold; |
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A tapestry to feel and see; |
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Impossible to hold. |
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Once amid the soft silver |
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Sadness in the sky, |
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There came a man of fortune; |
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A drifter passing by. |
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He wore a torn and tattered cloth |
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Around his leathered hide |
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And a coat of many colors; |
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Yellow, green, on either side. |
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He moved with some uncertainty |
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As if he didn't know |
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Just what he was there for |
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Or where he ought to go. |
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Once he reached for something |
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Golden hanging from a tree |
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And his hand came down emp-ty. |
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Soon within my tapestry, |
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Along the rutted road, |
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He sat down on a river rock |
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And turned into a toad. |
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It seemed that he had fallen |
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Into someone's wicked spell |
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And I wept to see him suffer, |
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Though I didn't know him well. |
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As I watched in sorrow, |
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There suddenly appeared |
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A figure gray and ghostly |
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Beneath a flowing beard. |
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In times of deepest darkness |
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I've seen him dressed in black. |
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Now my tapestry's unraveling; |
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He's come to take me back. |
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He's come to take me back. |
