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作词 : Henley, Hollander, Smith |
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No more walks in the wood |
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The trees have all been cut down |
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And where once they stood |
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Not even a wagon rut |
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Appears along the path |
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Low brush is taking over |
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No more walks in the wood |
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This is the aftermath |
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Of afternoons in the clover fields |
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Where we once made love |
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Then wandered home together |
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Where the trees arched above |
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Where we made our own weather |
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When branches were the sky |
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Now they are gone for good |
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And you, for ill, and I |
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Am only a passer-by |
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We and the trees and the way |
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Back from the fields of play |
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Lasted as long as we could |
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No more walks in the wood |