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作曲 : Bob Dylan |
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作词 : Bob Dylan |
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Far between sundown's finish an' midnight's broken toll |
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We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashing |
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As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds |
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Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing |
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Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight |
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Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight |
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An' for each an' ev'ry underdog soldier in the night |
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An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
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In the city's melted furnace, unexpectedly we watched |
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With faces hidden while the walls were tightening |
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As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowin' rain |
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Dissolved into the bells of the lightning |
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Tolling for the rebel, tolling for the rake |
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Tolling for the luckless, the abandoned an' forsaked |
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Tolling for the outcast, burnin' constantly at stake |
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An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
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Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail |
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The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder |
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That the clinging of the church bells blew far into the breeze |
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Leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder |
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Striking for the gentle, striking for the kind |
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Striking for the guardians and protectors of the mind |
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An' the unpawned painter behind beyond his rightful time |
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An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
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Through the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales |
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For the disrobed faceless forms of no position |
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Tolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts |
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All down in taken-for-granted situations |
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Tolling for the deaf an' blind, tolling for the mute |
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Tolling for the mistreated, mateless mother, the mistitled prostitute |
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For the misdemeanor outlaw, chased an' cheated by pursuit |
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An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
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Even though a cloud's white curtain in a far-off corner flashed |
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An' the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting |
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Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones |
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Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting |
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Tolling for the searching ones, on their speechless, seeking trail |
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For the lonesome-hearted lovers with too personal a tale |
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An' for each unharmful, gentle soul misplaced inside a jail |
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An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
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Starry-eyed an' laughing as i recall when we were caught |
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Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended |
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As we listened one last time an' we watched with one last look |
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Spellbound an' swallowed 'til the tolling ended |
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Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed |
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For the countless confused, accused, misused, strung-out ones an' worse |
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An' for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe |
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An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
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