[00:00.00] 作词 : Robin Williamson
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Robin Williamson
[00:40.02]I'll sing you this October song
[00:47.07]Oh, there is no song before it
[00:55.38]The words and tune are none of my own
[01:02.85]For my joys and sorrows bore it
[01:10.02]Beside the sea
[01:15.00]The brambly briers in the still of evening
[01:30.42]Birds fly out behind the sun
[01:39.00]And with them I'll leaving
[02:12.93]The fallen leaves that jewel the ground
[02:22.26]They know the art of dying
[02:28.41]And leave with joy their glad gold hearts
[02:37.32]In the scarlet shadows lying
[02:42.42]When hunger calls my footsteps home
[02:55.50]The morning follows after
[03:01.74]I swim the seas within my mind
[03:10.41]And the pine-trees laugh green laughter
[03:49.41]I used to search for happiness
[03:59.76]And I used to follow pleasure
[04:06.06]But I found a door behind my mind
[04:27.90]And that's the greatest treasure
[04:58.08]For rulers like to lay down laws
[07:27.30]And rebels like to break them
[07:39.45]And the poor priests like to walk in chains
[07:51.03]And God likes to forsake them
[08:01.32]I met a man whose name was Time
[08:10.56]And he said, " I must be goin'†
[08:18.45]But just how long ago that was
[08:27.39]I have no way of knowing
[08:32.70]Sometimes I want to murder time
[08:46.74]Sometimes when my heart's aching
[08:52.41]But mostly I just stroll along
[09:01.29]The path that he is taking

作词 : Robin Williamson
作曲 : Robin Williamson
I'll sing you this October song
Oh, there is no song before it
The words and tune are none of my own
For my joys and sorrows bore it
Beside the sea
The brambly briers in the still of evening
Birds fly out behind the sun
And with them I'll leaving
The fallen leaves that jewel the ground
They know the art of dying
And leave with joy their glad gold hearts
In the scarlet shadows lying
When hunger calls my footsteps home
The morning follows after
I swim the seas within my mind
And the pine-trees laugh green laughter
I used to search for happiness
And I used to follow pleasure
But I found a door behind my mind
And that's the greatest treasure
For rulers like to lay down laws
And rebels like to break them
And the poor priests like to walk in chains
And God likes to forsake them
I met a man whose name was Time
And he said, " I must be goin'†
But just how long ago that was
I have no way of knowing
Sometimes I want to murder time
Sometimes when my heart's aching
But mostly I just stroll along
The path that he is taking