Diamonds & Rust - Joan Baez/Judy Collins.lrc

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[00:11.80]Well I'll be damned
[00:13.78]Here comes your ghost again
[00:17.70]But that's not unusual
[00:20.31]It's just that the moon is full
[00:23.58]And you happend to call
[00:28.11]And here I sit
[00:30.66]Hand on the telephone
[00:34.60]Hearing a voice
[00:35.71]I'd known a couple of light years ago
[00:40.21]Heading straight for a fall
[00:48.25]As I remember your eyes
[00:50.87]Were bluer than robin's eggs
[00:53.91]My poetry was lousy, you said
[00:57.64]"Where are you calling from?"
[01:01.90]"A booth in the midwest"
[01:05.90]Forty years ago
[01:07.68]I bought you some cufflinks
[01:11.31]You brought me something
[01:14.59]We both know what memory can bring
[01:17.99]They bring diamonds and rust
[01:25.54]Well, you burst on the scene
[01:28.26]Already a legend
[01:31.58]The unwashed phenomenon
[01:34.62]The original vagabond
[01:37.93]You strayed into my arms
[01:42.80]And there you stayed
[01:44.75]Temporarily lost at sea
[01:48.20]The Madonna was yours for free
[01:51.55]Yes, the girl on the half-shell
[01:55.28]Could keep you unharm
[02:02.50]Now I see you standing
[02:04.38]With brown leaves falling all around
[02:06.22]And snow in the air
[02:09.19]Now you're smiling out the window
[02:11.19]Of that crummy hotel
[02:12.65]Over Washington Square
[02:15.70]Our breath comes out white clouds
[02:18.61]Mingles and hangs in the air
[02:22.43]Speaking strictly for me
[02:24.29]We both could have died then and there
[02:39.49]Now you're telling me
[02:42.39]You're not nostalgic
[02:45.76]Then give me another word for it
[02:49.31]You who're so good with words
[02:52.43]And at keeping things vague
[02:56.60]Cause I need some of that vagueness now
[02:59.49]It's all come back too clearly
[03:02.55]Yes I once loved you dearly
[03:05.54]And if you're offering me diamonds and rust
[03:09.34]I've already paid

文本歌词

Well I'll be damned
Here comes your ghost again
But that's not unusual
It's just that the moon is full
And you happend to call
And here I sit
Hand on the telephone
Hearing a voice
I'd known a couple of light years ago
Heading straight for a fall
As I remember your eyes
Were bluer than robin's eggs
My poetry was lousy, you said
"Where are you calling from?"
"A booth in the midwest"
Forty years ago
I bought you some cufflinks
You brought me something
We both know what memory can bring
They bring diamonds and rust
Well, you burst on the scene
Already a legend
The unwashed phenomenon
The original vagabond
You strayed into my arms
And there you stayed
Temporarily lost at sea
The Madonna was yours for free
Yes, the girl on the half-shell
Could keep you unharm
Now I see you standing
With brown leaves falling all around
And snow in the air
Now you're smiling out the window
Of that crummy hotel
Over Washington Square
Our breath comes out white clouds
Mingles and hangs in the air
Speaking strictly for me
We both could have died then and there
Now you're telling me
You're not nostalgic
Then give me another word for it
You who're so good with words
And at keeping things vague
Cause I need some of that vagueness now
It's all come back too clearly
Yes I once loved you dearly
And if you're offering me diamonds and rust
I've already paid