[00:00.000] 作词 : Leonard Cohen
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Leonard Cohen
[00:31.456]Why do you stand by the window
[00:37.456]Abandoned to beauty and pride
[00:44.111]The thorn of the night in your bosom
[00:50.555]The spear of the age in your side
[00:56.000]Lost in the rages of fragrance
[01:02.111]Lost in the rags of remorse
[01:08.789]Lost in the waves of a sickness
[01:14.121]That loosens the high silver nerves
[01:19.777]Oh chosen love, Oh frozen love
[01:23.007]Oh tangle of matter and ghost
[01:32.000]Oh darling of angels, demons and saints
[01:37.453]And the whole broken-hearted host
[01:42.454]Gentle this soul
[01:50.345]And come forth from the cloud of unknowing
[01:57.444]And kiss the cheek of the moon
[02:03.111]The New Jerusalem glowing
[02:09.111]Why tarry all night in the ruin
[02:15.343]And leave no word of discomfort
[02:21.111]And leave no observer to mourn
[02:27.333]But climb on your tears and be silent
[02:32.898]Like a rose on its ladder of thorns
[02:38.888]Oh chosen love, Oh frozen love...
[02:45.456]Oh tangle of matter and ghost
[02:55.787]And the whole broken-hearted host
[03:01.897]Gentle this soul
[03:09.888]Then lay your rose on the fire
[03:15.777]The fire give up to the sun
[03:21.895]The sun give over to splendour
[03:27.567]In the arms of the high holy one
[03:33.555]For the holy one dreams of a letter
[03:39.565]Dreams of a letter's death
[03:44.898]Oh bless thee continuous stutter
[03:50.765]Of the word being made into flesh
[03:56.444]Oh chosen love, Oh frozen love...
[03:58.888]Gentle this soul

作词 : Leonard Cohen
作曲 : Leonard Cohen
Why do you stand by the window
Abandoned to beauty and pride
The thorn of the night in your bosom
The spear of the age in your side
Lost in the rages of fragrance
Lost in the rags of remorse
Lost in the waves of a sickness
That loosens the high silver nerves
Oh chosen love, Oh frozen love
Oh tangle of matter and ghost
Oh darling of angels, demons and saints
And the whole broken-hearted host
Gentle this soul
And come forth from the cloud of unknowing
And kiss the cheek of the moon
The New Jerusalem glowing
Why tarry all night in the ruin
And leave no word of discomfort
And leave no observer to mourn
But climb on your tears and be silent
Like a rose on its ladder of thorns
Oh chosen love, Oh frozen love...
Oh tangle of matter and ghost
And the whole broken-hearted host
Gentle this soul
Then lay your rose on the fire
The fire give up to the sun
The sun give over to splendour
In the arms of the high holy one
For the holy one dreams of a letter
Dreams of a letter's death
Oh bless thee continuous stutter
Of the word being made into flesh
Oh chosen love, Oh frozen love...
Gentle this soul