[00:00.00] 作词 : Bob Dylan
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Bob Dylan
[00:05.30]Farewell, Angelina
[00:07.81]The bells of the crown
[00:11.32]Are being stolen by bandits
[00:14.08]I must follow the sound.
[00:17.83]The triangle tingles
[00:19.83]and the trumpets play slow.
[00:23.52]Farewell, Angelina
[00:26.65]the sky is on fire
[00:29.21]and I must go.
[00:32.21]
[00:35.15]There's no need for anger
[00:37.78]There's no need for blame.
[00:41.40]There's nothing to prove
[00:43.90]Everything's still the same.
[00:47.34]Just a table standing empty
[00:50.22]by the edge of the sea means
[00:53.33]Farewell, Angelina
[00:56.33]the sky is trembling
[00:58.90]and I must leave.
[01:03.15]
[01:07.47]The jack and the queen
[01:09.34]have forsake the courtyard.
[01:13.47]Fifty-two gypsies
[01:15.72]now file past the guards
[01:19.47]In the space where the deuce
[01:21.60]and the ace once ran wild
[01:25.22]Farewell, Angelina
[01:27.91]the sky is falling
[01:30.54]I'll see you in a while.
[01:33.98]
[01:36.53]See the cross-eyed pirates sitting
[01:39.65]perched in the sun
[01:42.78]shooting tin cans
[01:45.17]with a sawed-off shotgun.
[01:48.66]And the neighobrs they clap
[01:50.66]and they cheer with each blast.
[01:54.04]Farewell, Angelina
[01:57.20]the sky's changing color
[01:59.58]and I must leave fast
[02:03.52]
[02:10.27]King Kong, little elves
[02:12.71]on the rooftops they dance
[02:16.03]Valentino-type tangos
[02:18.62]while the makeup man's hands
[02:22.00]shut the eyes of the dead
[02:24.37]not to embarrass anyone.
[02:27.56]But Farewell, Angelina
[02:30.63]the sky's embarrassed
[02:33.19]and I must be gone.
[02:37.69]
[02:41.32]The machine guns are roaring
[02:43.88]the puppets heave rocks
[02:47.38]and fiends nail time bombs
[02:49.57]to the hands of the clocks.
[02:52.95]Call me any name you like
[02:55.26]I will never deny it,
[02:58.08]
[02:58.98]But Farewell, Angelina
[03:01.98]the sky is erupting
[03:04.17]I must go where it's quiet.

作词 : Bob Dylan
作曲 : Bob Dylan
Farewell, Angelina
The bells of the crown
Are being stolen by bandits
I must follow the sound.
The triangle tingles
and the trumpets play slow.
Farewell, Angelina
the sky is on fire
and I must go.
There's no need for anger
There's no need for blame.
There's nothing to prove
Everything's still the same.
Just a table standing empty
by the edge of the sea means
Farewell, Angelina
the sky is trembling
and I must leave.
The jack and the queen
have forsake the courtyard.
Fifty-two gypsies
now file past the guards
In the space where the deuce
and the ace once ran wild
Farewell, Angelina
the sky is falling
I'll see you in a while.
See the cross-eyed pirates sitting
perched in the sun
shooting tin cans
with a sawed-off shotgun.
And the neighobrs they clap
and they cheer with each blast.
Farewell, Angelina
the sky's changing color
and I must leave fast
King Kong, little elves
on the rooftops they dance
Valentino-type tangos
while the makeup man's hands
shut the eyes of the dead
not to embarrass anyone.
But Farewell, Angelina
the sky's embarrassed
and I must be gone.
The machine guns are roaring
the puppets heave rocks
and fiends nail time bombs
to the hands of the clocks.
Call me any name you like
I will never deny it,
But Farewell, Angelina
the sky is erupting
I must go where it's quiet.