| [00:00.00] |
作词 : Dylan |
| [00:02.07] |
Visions of johanna |
| [00:04.07] |
Bob Dylan |
| [00:04.82] |
|
| [00:11.39] |
Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet? |
| [00:17.39] |
|
| [00:21.83] |
We sit here stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it |
| [00:27.77] |
|
| [00:31.95] |
And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it |
| [00:38.45] |
|
| [00:42.32] |
Lights flicker from the opposite loft |
| [00:46.19] |
|
| [00:48.38] |
In this room the heat pipes just cough |
| [00:51.26] |
|
| [00:53.94] |
The country music station plays soft |
| [00:56.20] |
|
| [00:57.82] |
But there's nothing, really nothing to turn off |
| [01:00.69] |
|
| [01:07.82] |
Just Louise and her lover so entwined |
| [01:13.57] |
|
| [01:18.26] |
And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind |
| [01:26.51] |
|
| [01:39.27] |
In the empty lot where the ladies play blindman's bluff with the key chain |
| [01:45.46] |
|
| [01:49.64] |
And the all-night girls they whisper of escapades out on the "D" train |
| [01:55.54] |
|
| [01:59.36] |
We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight |
| [02:02.61] |
|
| [02:03.49] |
Ask himself if it's him or them that's really insane |
| [02:06.61] |
|
| [02:09.29] |
Louise, she's all right, she's just near |
| [02:12.11] |
|
| [02:14.80] |
She's delicate and seems like the mirror |
| [02:17.23] |
|
| [02:19.49] |
But she just makes it all too concise and too clear |
| [02:22.29] |
|
| [02:23.42] |
That Johanna's not here |
| [02:24.61] |
|
| [02:32.24] |
The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones of her face |
| [02:38.80] |
|
| [02:42.92] |
Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place |
| [02:51.61] |
|
| [03:01.42] |
Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously |
| [03:04.86] |
|
| [03:09.74] |
He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously |
| [03:13.73] |
|
| [03:18.05] |
And when bringing her name up |
| [03:20.29] |
|
| [03:20.92] |
He speaks of a farewell kiss to me |
| [03:23.42] |
|
| [03:27.42] |
He's sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and all |
| [03:34.23] |
|
| [03:37.17] |
Muttering small talk at the wall while I'm in the hall |
| [03:42.73] |
|
| [03:46.29] |
How can I explain? |
| [03:48.98] |
|
| [03:50.67] |
Oh, it's so hard to get on |
| [03:53.36] |
|
| [03:57.92] |
And these visions of Johanna, they kept me up past the dawn |
| [04:05.80] |
|
| [04:18.05] |
Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial |
| [04:22.29] |
|
| [04:25.54] |
Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while |
| [04:30.85] |
|
| [04:35.79] |
But Mona Lisa must had the highway blues |
| [04:37.92] |
|
| [04:39.61] |
You can tell by the way she smiles |
| [04:41.92] |
|
| [04:45.79] |
See the primitive wallflower freeze |
| [04:47.98] |
|
| [04:51.36] |
When the jelly-faced women all sneeze |
| [04:53.80] |
|
| [04:56.73] |
Hear the one with the mustache say, "Jeeze |
| [04:58.67] |
|
| [05:00.35] |
I can't find my knees" |
| [05:01.67] |
|
| [05:06.35] |
Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule |
| [05:11.16] |
|
| [05:16.85] |
But these visions of Johanna, they make it all seem so cruel |
| [05:23.55] |
|
| [05:35.75] |
The peddler now speaks to the countess who's pretending to care for him |
| [05:42.37] |
|
| [05:43.68] |
Sayin', "Name me someone that's not a parasite and I'll go out and say a prayer for him" |
| [05:50.06] |
|
| [05:53.88] |
But like Louise always says |
| [05:56.24] |
"Ya can't look at much, can ya man?" |
| [05:57.93] |
|
| [06:00.62] |
As she, herself, prepares for him |
| [06:01.87] |
|
| [06:03.81] |
And Madonna, she still has not showed |
| [06:06.06] |
|
| [06:09.18] |
We see this empty cage now corrode |
| [06:14.31] |
Where her cape of the stage once had flowed |
| [06:16.68] |
|
| [06:18.69] |
The fiddler, he now steps to the road |
| [06:21.24] |
|
| [06:23.25] |
He writes ev'rything's been returned which was owed |
| [06:26.63] |
|
| [06:28.49] |
On the back of the fish truck that loads |
| [06:31.56] |
|
| [06:32.93] |
While my conscience explodes |
| [06:34.44] |
|
| [06:38.74] |
The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain |
| [06:44.30] |
|
| [06:49.24] |
And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain |
