Come be my April Fool
Come you're the only one
Come on your rusted bike
Come we'll break all the rules
We'll ride like writers ride
Neither rich nor broke
We'll race through alleyways
In our tattered cloaks so
Come be my April Fool
Come we'll break all the rules
We'll burn all of our poems
Add to God's debris
We'll pray to all of our saints
Icons of mystery
We'll tramp through the mire
When our souls feel dead
With laughter we'll inspire
Then back to life again
Come you're the only one
Come be my April Fool
Come come
Be my April Fool
We'll break all the rules
the eternal sun runs to the mother
she smoothes his brow and bids him drink
from her well of hammered mist
come along sweet lad
fog rises from the ground
the falling soot is just the dust of a simmering gem
black moon shines on a lake
white as a hand in the dark
she lifts the lamp to see his face
the silver ladle of his throat
the boy, the beast and the butterfly
the sea is a morgue
the needle and the gun
these things float in blood that has no name
the telegraph poles are crosses on the line
rusted pins not enough saviors to hang
She blesses the road the noose of vine
and waits beneath the triangle formed by Mercury
an evening star and fifth planet with its blistering sore
and the soaring eagle above and to the West
the boy the best and the butterfly
She walks across a bridge of magpies
her hollow tongue fills the brightness with water
and in the wink of an eye one planet with a glittering womb
one white crow one diamond head big as world, big as world
don't forget how I played with you she cries
and kissed away her tears
the white mouth of the sun smiles on his beautiful tongue
the seed of light.
我去。。。。还以为你有呢。。。
只有april fool的。。
APRIL FOOL
(words by patti smith)
Come be my April Fool
Come you're the only one
Come on your rusted bike
Come we'll break all the rules
We'll ride like writers ride
Neither rich nor broke
We'll race through alleyways
In our tattered cloaks so
Come be my April Fool
Come we'll break all the rules
We'll burn all of our poems
Add to God's debris
We'll pray to all of our saints
Icons of mystery
We'll tramp through the mire
When our souls feel dead
With laughter we'll inspire
Then back to life again
Come you're the only one
Come be my April Fool
Come come
Be my April Fool
We'll break all the rules
copyright © 2012 patti smith
THE BOY, THE BEAST AND THE BUTTERFLY
(For Andrei Tarkovsky)
the eternal sun runs to the mother
she smoothes his brow and bids him drink
from her well of hammered mist
come along sweet lad
fog rises from the ground
the falling soot is just the dust of a simmering gem
black moon shines on a lake
white as a hand in the dark
she lifts the lamp to see his face
the silver ladle of his throat
the boy, the beast and the butterfly
the sea is a morgue
the needle and the gun
these things float in blood that has no name
the telegraph poles are crosses on the line
rusted pins not enough saviors to hang
后面不全。。。
求歌词
上面那个补完：
She blesses the road the noose of vine
and waits beneath the triangle formed by Mercury
an evening star and fifth planet with its blistering sore
and the soaring eagle above and to the West
the boy the best and the butterfly
She walks across a bridge of magpies
her hollow tongue fills the brightness with water
and in the wink of an eye one planet with a glittering womb
one white crow one diamond head big as world, big as world
don't forget how I played with you she cries
and kissed away her tears
the white mouth of the sun smiles on his beautiful tongue
the seed of light.
要歌词的戳：c257glat#
想要音频的不用下了
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