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from Leonard Cohen - Songs From A Room (1969)
A Bunch of Lonesome Heroes
A bunch of lonesome and very quarrelsome heroes were smoking out along the open road; the night was very dark and thick between them, each man beneath his ordinary load. "I'd like to tell my story," said one of them so young and bold, "I'd like to tell my story, before I turn into gold." But no one really could hear him, the night so dark and thick and green; well I guess that these heroes must always live there where you and I have only been. Put out your cigarette, my love, you've been alone too long; and some of us are very hungry now to hear what it is you've done that was so wrong. I sing this for the crickets, I sing this for the army, I sing this for your children and for all who do not need me. "I'd like to tell my story," said one of them so bold, "Oh yes, I'd like to tell my story 'cause you know I feel I'm turning into gold." |
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from Leonard Cohen - New Skin For The Old Ceremony (1974)
A Singer Must Die Now the courtroom is quiet, but who will confess. Is it true you betrayed us? The answer is Yes. Then read me the list of the crimes that are mine, I will ask for the mercy that you love to decline. And all the ladies go moist, and the judge has no choice, a singer must die for the lie in his voice. And I thank you, I thank you for doing your duty, you keepers of truth, you guardians of beauty. Your vision is right, my vision is wrong, I'm sorry for smudging the air with my song. Oh, the night it is thick, my defences are hid in the clothes of a woman I would like to forgive, in the rings of her silk, in the hinge of her thighs, where I have to go begging in beauty's disguise. Oh goodnight, goodnight, my night after night, my night after night, after night, after night, after night, after night. I am so afraid that I listen to you, your sun glassed protectors they do that to you. It's their ways to detain, their ways to disgrace, their knee in your balls and their fist in your face. Yes and long live the state by whoever it's made, sir, I didn't see nothing, I was just getting home late. |
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from Leonard Cohen - I`M Your Fan/ The Songs Of Lonard Cohen By... (2000)
A Singer Must Die
Now the courtroom is quiet, but who will confess. Is it true you betrayed us? The answer is Yes. Then read me the list of the crimes that are mine, I will ask for the mercy that you love to decline. And all the ladies go moist, and the judge has no choice, a singer must die for the lie in his voice. And I thank you, I thank you for doing your duty, you keepers of truth, you guardians of beauty. Your vision is right, my vision is wrong, I'm sorry for smudging the air with my song. Oh, the night it is thick, my defences are hid in the clothes of a woman I would like to forgive, in the rings of her silk, in the hinge of her thighs, where I have to go begging in beauty's disguise. Oh goodnight, goodnight, my night after night, my night after night, after night, after night, after night, after night. I am so afraid that I listen to you, your sun glassed protectors they do that to you. It's their ways to detain, their ways to disgrace, their knee in your balls and their fist in your face. Yes and long live the state by whoever it's made, sir, I didn't see nothing, I was just getting home late. |
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from Leonard Cohen - Ten New Songs (2001)
The ponies run, the girls are young, The odds are there to beat. You win a while, and then it?s done ? Your little winning streak. And summoned now to deal With your invincible defeat, You live your life as if it?s real, A Thousand Kisses Deep. I?m turning tricks, I?m getting fixed, I?m back on Boogie Street. You lose your grip, and then you slip Into the Masterpiece. And maybe I had miles to drive, And promises to keep: You ditch it all to stay alive, A Thousand Kisses Deep. And sometimes when the night is slow, The wretched and the meek, We gather up our hearts and go, A Thousand Kisses Deep. Confined to sex, we pressed against The limits of the sea: I saw there were no oceans left For scavengers like me. I made it to the forward deck. I blessed our remnant fleet ? And then consented to be wrecked, A Thousand Kisses Deep. I?m turning tricks, I?m getting fixed, I?m back on Boogie Street. I guess they won?t exchange the gifts That you were meant to keep. And quiet is the thought of you, The file on you complete, Except what we forgot to do, A Thousand Kisses Deep. And sometimes when the night is slow, The wretched and the meek, We gather up our hearts and go, A Thousand Kisses Deep. The ponies run, the girls are young, The odds are there to beat . . . |
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from Leonard Cohen - I'm Your Man (1988)
I loved you for a long, long time
I know this love is real It don't matter how it all went wrong That don't change the way I feel And I can't believe that time's Gonna heal this wound I'm speaking of There ain't no cure, There ain't no cure, There ain't no cure for love I'm aching for you baby I can't pretend I'm not I need to see you naked In your body and your thought I've got you like a habit And I'll never get enough There ain't no cure, There ain't no cure, There ain't no cure for love There ain't no cure for love There ain't no cure for love All the rocket ships are climbing through the sky The holy books are open wide The doctors working day and night But they'll never ever find that cure for love There ain't no drink no drug (Ah tell them, angels) There's nothing pure enough to be a cure for love I see you in the subway and I see you on the bus I see you lying down with me, I see you waking up I see your hand, I see your hair Your bracelets and your brush And I call to you, I call to you But I don't call soft enough There ain't no cure, There ain't no cure, There ain't no cure for love I walked into this empty church I had no place else to go When the sweetest voice I ever heard, whispered to my soul I don't need to be forgiven for loving you so much It's written in the scriptures It's written there in blood I even heard the angels declare it from above There ain't no cure, There ain't no cure, There ain't no cure for love There ain't no cure for love There ain't no cure for love All the rocket ships are climbing through the sky The holy books are open wide The doctors working day and night But they'll never ever find that cure, That cure for love |
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from Love At Large (사설 탐정 해리) by Mark Isham [ost] (1990)
I loved you for a long, long time
I know this love is real It don't matter how it all went wrong That don't change the way I feel And I can't believe that time's Gonna heal this wound I'm speaking of There ain't no cure, There ain't no cure, There ain't no cure for love I'm aching for you baby I can't pretend I'm not I need to see you naked In your body and your thought I've got you like a habit And I'll never get enough There ain't no cure, There ain't no cure, There ain't no cure for love There ain't no cure for love There ain't no cure for love All the rocket ships are climbing through the sky The holy books are open wide The doctors working day and night But they'll never ever find that cure for love There ain't no drink no drug (Ah tell them, angels) There's nothing pure enough to be a cure for love I see you in the subway and I see you on the bus I see you lying down with me, I see you waking up I see your hand, I see your hair Your bracelets and your brush And I call to you, I call to you But I don't call soft enough There ain't no cure, There ain't no cure, There ain't no cure for love I walked into this empty church I had no place else to go When the sweetest voice I ever heard, whispered to my soul I don't need to be forgiven for loving you so much It's written in the scriptures It's written there in blood I even heard the angels declare it from above There ain't no cure, There ain't no cure, There ain't no cure for love There ain't no cure for love There ain't no cure for love All the rocket ships are climbing through the sky The holy books are open wide The doctors working day and night But they'll never ever find that cure, That cure for love |
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from Leonard Cohen - Tower Of Song : The Songs Of Leonard Cohen [tribute] (1995)
Leonard Cohen - Ain't No Cure For Love Lyrics I loved you for a long, long time I know this love is real It don't matter how it all went wrong That don't change the way I feel And I can't believe that time's Gonna heal this wound I'm speaking of There ain't no cure, There ain't no cure, There ain't no cure for love I'm aching for you baby I can't pretend I'm not I need to see you naked In your body and your thought I've got you like a habit And I'll never get enough There ain't no cure, There ain't no cure, There ain't no cure for love There ain't no cure for love There ain't no cure for love All the rocket ships are climbing through the sky The holy books are open wide The doctors working day and night But they'll never ever find that cure for love There ain't no drink no drug (Ah tell them, angels) There's nothing pure enough to be a cure for love I see you in the subway and I see you on the bus I see you lying down with me, I see you waking up I see your hand, I see your hair Your bracelets and your brush And I call to you, I call to you But I don't call soft enough There ain't no cure, There ain't no cure, There ain't no cure for love I walked into this empty church I had no place else to go When the sweetest voice I ever heard, whispered to my soul I don't need to be forgiven for loving you so much It's written in the scriptures It's written there in blood I even heard the angels declare it from above There ain't no cure, There ain't no cure, There ain't no cure for love There ain't no cure for love There ain't no cure for love All the rocket ships are climbing through the sky The holy books are open wide The doctors working day and night But they'll never ever find that cure, That cure for love |
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from Leonard Cohen - Live In London [live] (2009)
I loved you for a long, long time
I know this love is real It don't matter how it all went wrong That don't change the way I feel And I can't believe that time's Gonna heal this wound I'm speaking of There ain't no cure, There ain't no cure, There ain't no cure for love I'm aching for you baby I can't pretend I'm not I need to see you naked In your body and your thought I've got you like a habit And I'll never get enough There ain't no cure, There ain't no cure, There ain't no cure for love There ain't no cure for love There ain't no cure for love All the rocket ships are climbing through the sky The holy books are open wide The doctors working day and night But they'll never ever find that cure for love There ain't no drink no drug (Ah tell them, angels) There's nothing pure enough to be a cure for love I see you in the subway and I see you on the bus I see you lying down with me, I see you waking up I see your hand, I see your hair Your bracelets and your brush And I call to you, I call to you But I don't call soft enough There ain't no cure, There ain't no cure, There ain't no cure for love I walked into this empty church I had no place else to go When the sweetest voice I ever heard, whispered to my soul I don't need to be forgiven for loving you so much It's written in the scriptures It's written there in blood I even heard the angels declare it from above There ain't no cure, There ain't no cure, There ain't no cure for love There ain't no cure for love There ain't no cure for love All the rocket ships are climbing through the sky The holy books are open wide The doctors working day and night But they'll never ever find that cure, That cure for love |
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from Leonard Cohen - Ten New Songs (2001)
Suddenly the night has grown colder. The god of love preparing to depart. Alexandra hoisted on his shoulder, They slip between the sentries of the heart. Upheld by the simplicities of pleasure, They gain the light, they formlessly entwine; And radiant beyond your widest measure They fall among the voices and the wine. It?s not a trick, your senses all deceiving, A fitful dream, the morning will exhaust ? Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving. Then say goodbye to Alexandra lost. Even though she sleeps upon your satin; Even though she wakes you with a kiss. Do not say the moment was imagined; Do not stoop to strategies like this. As someone long prepared for this to happen, Go firmly to the window. Drink it in. Exquisite music. Alexandra laughing. Your firm commitments tangible again. And you who had the honor of her evening, And by the honor had your own restored ? Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving; Alexandra leaving with her lord. Even though she sleeps upon your satin; Even though she wakes you with a kiss. Do not say the moment was imagined; Do not stoop to strategies like this. As someone long prepared for the occasion; In full command of every plan you wrecked ? Do not choose a coward?s explanation that hides behind the cause and the effect. And you who were bewildered by a meaning; Whose code was broken, crucifix uncrossed ? Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving. Then say goodbye to Alexandra lost. Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving. Then say goodbye to Alexandra lost. |
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from Leonard Cohen - The Future (1992)
Always (by Irving Berlin) (Oh friends, .. don't matter if you're a man or a woman. If you're in love with somebody, these are the words that you got to learn to say. Now listen carefully. Here it comes...) I'll be loving you always with a love that's true, always When the thing you've planned needs my helping hand, I will understand, always, always Days may not be fair, always Yeah but that's when I'll be there, always Not for just an hour, Not for just a day, Not for just a year, but always. I said that I'll be loving you, always with a love that's true, always. When the thing you've planned needs my helping hand, I will, I will understand, always, always (Oh that's pretty ... that's pretty too ... Oh darling) The days may not be fair, always Yeah but that's when I'll be there, always Not for just a second, or a minute, or an hour, Not for just a weekend and a shake down in the shower, Not for just the summer and the winter going sour, But always, always, always (Ok if you don't want to quit, let's try it one more time) I'll be loving you, always with a love that's true, always. When the thing you've planned needs my helping hand, I will understand, I will, I will understand, always, always The days may not be fair, always (Don't worry, baby) That's when I'll be there, always Not for just an hour, Not for just a day, Not for just a year, but always. |
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from Leonard Cohen - The Future (1992)
Always (by Irving Berlin)
(Oh friends, .. don't matter if you're a man or a woman. If you're in love with somebody, these are the words that you got to learn to say. Now listen carefully. Here it comes...) I'll be loving you always with a love that's true, always When the thing you've planned needs my helping hand, I will understand, always, always Days may not be fair, always Yeah but that's when I'll be there, always Not for just an hour, Not for just a day, Not for just a year, but always. I said that I'll be loving you, always with a love that's true, always. When the thing you've planned needs my helping hand, I will, I will understand, always, always (Oh that's pretty ... that's pretty too ... Oh darling) The days may not be fair, always Yeah but that's when I'll be there, always Not for just a second, or a minute, or an hour, Not for just a weekend and a shake down in the shower, Not for just the summer and the winter going sour, But always, always, always (Ok if you don't want to quit, let's try it one more time) I'll be loving you, always with a love that's true, always. When the thing you've planned needs my helping hand, I will understand, I will, I will understand, always, always The days may not be fair, always (Don't worry, baby) That's when I'll be there, always Not for just an hour, Not for just a day, Not for just a year, but always. |
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from Leonard Cohen - Old Ideas (2012)
Tell me again
When I’ve been to the river And I’ve taken the edge off my thirst Tell me again We’re alone and I’m listening I’m listening so hard that it hurts Tell me again When I’m clean and I’m sober Tell me again When I’ve seen through the horror Tell me again Tell me over and over Tell me that you want me then Amen… Tell me again When the victims are singing And the Laws of Remorse are restored Tell me again That you know what I’m thinking But vengeance belongs to the Lord Tell me again When I’m clean and I’m sober Tell me again When I’ve seen through the horror Tell me again Tell me over and over Tell me that you love me then Amen… Tell me again When the day has been ransomed And the night has no right to begin Try me again When the angels are panting And scratching at the door to come in Tell me again When I’m clean and I’m sober Tell me again When I’ve seen through the horror Tell me again Tell me over and over Tell me that you need me then Amen… Tell me again When the filth of the butcher Is washed in the blood of the lamb Tell me again When the rest of the culture Has passed through the Eye of the Camp Tell me again When I’m clean and I’m sober Tell me again When I’ve seen through the horror Tell me again Tell me over and over Tell me that you love me then Amen… 가사입력NAKMUSE |
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from Leonard Cohen - The Future (1992)
The birds they sang At the break of day Start again I heard them say Don't dwell on what Has passed away Or what is yet to be The wars they will Be fought again The holy dove Be caught again Bought and sold And bought again The dove is never free CHORUS Ring the bells that still can ring Forget your perfect offering There is a crack in everything That's how the light gets in We asked for signs The signs were sent The birth betrayed The marriage spent The widowhood Of every government Signs for all to see Can't run no more With the lawless crowd While the killers in high places Say their prayers out loud But they've summoned up A thundercloud And they're going to hear from me CHORUS You can add up the parts But you won't have the sum You can strike up the march There is no drum Every heart To love will come But like a refugee CHORUS -------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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from Leonard Cohen - The Future (1992)
Anthem
The birds they sang at the break of day Start again I heard them say Don't dwell on what has passed away or what is yet to be. Ah the wars they will be fought again The holy dove She will be caught again bought and sold and bought again the dove is never free. Ring the bells that still can ring Forget your perfect offering There is a crack in everything That's how the light gets in. We asked for signs the signs were sent: the birth betrayed the marriage spent Yeah the widowhood of every government -- signs for all to see. I can't run no more with that lawless crowd while the killers in high places say their prayers out loud. But they've summoned, they've summoned up a thundercloud and they're going to hear from me. Ring the bells that still can ring ... You can add up the parts but you won't have the sum You can strike up the march, there is no drum Every heart, every heart to love will come but like a refugee. Ring the bells that still can ring Forget your perfect offering There is a crack, a crack in everything That's how the light gets in. Ring the bells that still can ring Forget your perfect offering There is a crack, a crack in everything That's how the light gets in. That's how the light gets in. That's how the light gets in. |
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from Leonard Cohen - Live In London [live] (2009)
Anthem
The birds they sang at the break of day Start again I heard them say Don't dwell on what has passed away or what is yet to be. Ah the wars they will be fought again The holy dove She will be caught again bought and sold and bought again the dove is never free. Ring the bells that still can ring Forget your perfect offering There is a crack in everything That's how the light gets in. We asked for signs the signs were sent: the birth betrayed the marriage spent Yeah the widowhood of every government -- signs for all to see. I can't run no more with that lawless crowd while the killers in high places say their prayers out loud. But they've summoned, they've summoned up a thundercloud and they're going to hear from me. Ring the bells that still can ring ... You can add up the parts but you won't have the sum You can strike up the march, there is no drum Every heart, every heart to love will come but like a refugee. Ring the bells that still can ring Forget your perfect offering There is a crack, a crack in everything That's how the light gets in. Ring the bells that still can ring Forget your perfect offering There is a crack, a crack in everything That's how the light gets in. That's how the light gets in. That's how the light gets in. |
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from Leonard Cohen - Old Ideas (2012)
I know it really is a pity
The way you treat me now I know you can’t forgive me But forgive me anyhow The ending got so ugly I even heard you say You never ever loved me But could you love me anyway I dreamed about you baby You were wearing half your dress I know you have to hate me But could you hate me less? I used up all my chances And you’ll never take me back But there ain’t no harm in asking Could you cut me one more slack? I’m naked and I’m filthy And there’s sweat upon my brow And both of us are guilty Anyhow Have mercy on me baby After all I did confess Even though you have to hate me Could you hate me less? It’s a shame and it’s a pity I know you can’t forgive me The ending got so ugly You never ever loved me Dreamed about you baby I know you have to hate me I’m naked and I’m filthy And both of us are guilty Anyhow Have mercy on me baby 가사입력NAKMUSE |
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from Leonard Cohen - Songs Of Leonard Cohen / Songs Of Love And Hate (Coffret 2 CD) (2003)
Avalanche
Well I stepped into an avalanche, it covered up my soul; when I am not this hunchback that you see, I sleep beneath the golden hill. You who wish to conquer pain, you must learn, learn to serve me well. You strike my side by accident as you go down for your gold. The cripple here that you clothe and feed is neither starved nor cold; he does not ask for your company, not at the centre, the centre of the world. When I am on a pedestal, you did not raise me there. Your laws do not compel me to kneel grotesque and bare. I myself am the pedestal for this ugly hump at which you stare. You who wish to conquer pain, you must learn what makes me kind; the crumbs of love that you offer me, they're the crumbs I've left behind. Your pain is no credential here, it's just the shadow, shadow of my wound. I have begun to long for you, I who have no greed; I have begun to ask for you, I who have no need. You say you've gone away from me, but I can feel you when you breathe. Do not dress in those rags for me, I know you are not poor; you don't love me quite so fiercely now when you know that you are not sure, it is your turn, beloved, it is your flesh that I wear. |
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from Leonard Cohen - Songs Of Love And Hate (2007)
Avalanche
Well I stepped into an avalanche, it covered up my soul; when I am not this hunchback that you see, I sleep beneath the golden hill. You who wish to conquer pain, you must learn, learn to serve me well. You strike my side by accident as you go down for your gold. The cripple here that you clothe and feed is neither starved nor cold; he does not ask for your company, not at the centre, the centre of the world. When I am on a pedestal, you did not raise me there. Your laws do not compel me to kneel grotesque and bare. I myself am the pedestal for this ugly hump at which you stare. You who wish to conquer pain, you must learn what makes me kind; the crumbs of love that you offer me, they're the crumbs I've left behind. Your pain is no credential here, it's just the shadow, shadow of my wound. I have begun to long for you, I who have no greed; I have begun to ask for you, I who have no need. You say you've gone away from me, but I can feel you when you breathe. Do not dress in those rags for me, I know you are not poor; you don't love me quite so fiercely now when you know that you are not sure, it is your turn, beloved, it is your flesh that I wear. |
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from Leonard Cohen - Recent Songs (1979)
Ballad of the Absent Mare Say a prayer for the cowboy His mare's run away And he'll walk til he finds her His darling, his stray but the river's in flood and the roads are awash and the bridges break up in the panic of loss. And there's nothing to follow There's nowhere to go She's gone like the summer gone like the snow And the crickets are breaking his heart with their song as the day caves in and the night is all wrong Did he dream, was it she who went galloping past and bent down the fern broke open the grass and printed the mud with the iron and the gold that he nailed to her feet when he was the lord And although she goes grazing a minute away he tracks her all night he tracks her all day Oh blind to her presence except to compare his injury here with her punishment there Then at home on a branch in the highest tree a songbird sings out so suddenly Ah the sun is warm and the soft winds ride on the willow trees by the river side Oh the world is sweet the world is wide and she's there where the light and the darkness divide and the steam's coming off her she's huge and she's shy and she steps on the moon when she paws at the sky And she comes to his hand but she's not really tame She longs to be lost he longs for the same and she'll bolt and she'll plunge through the first open pass to roll and to feed in the sweet mountain grass Or she'll make a break for the high plateau where there's nothing above and there's nothing below and it's time for the burden it's time for the whip Will she walk through the flame Can he shoot from the hip So he binds himself to the galloping mare and she binds herself to the rider there and there is no space but there's left and right and there is no time but there's day and night And he leans on her neck and he whispers low "Whither thou goest I will go" And they turn as one and they head for the plain No need for the whip Ah, no need for the rein Now the clasp of this union who fastens it tight? Who snaps it asunder the very next night Some say the rider Some say the mare Or that love's like the smoke beyond all repair But my darling says "Leonard, just let it go by That old silhouette on the great western sky" So I pick out a tune and they move right along and they're gone like the smoke and they're gone like this song |
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from Leonard Cohen - Old Ideas (2012)
There’s something that I’m watching
Means a lot to me It’s a broken banjo bobbing On the dark infested sea Don’t know how it got there Maybe taken by the wave Off of someone’s shoulder Or out of someone’s grave It’s coming for me darling No matter where I go Its duty is to harm me My duty is to know There’s something that I’m watching Means a lot to me It’s a broken banjo bobbing On the dark infested sea 가사입력NAKMUSE |
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from Leonard Cohen - The Future (1992)
Be For Real (by Frederick Knight)
Are you back in my life to stay Or is it just for today Oh that you're gonna need me? If it's a thrill you're looking for Honey, I'm flexible. Oh, yeah. Just be for real won't you, Baby Be for real oh, Baby You see I, I don't want to be hurt by love again So you see I'm not naive. I just would like to believe Ah what you tell me. So don't give me the world today And tomorrow take it away. Don't do that to me, darling. Just be for real won't you, Baby Be for real won't you, Baby Been hurt so many times You see I, I don't want to be hurt by love again. (I don't give a damn about the truth, Baby Except for the naked truth. Oh yeah) Just be for real won't you, Baby Be for real won't you, Baby No, no, no, no It's just that I, I don't want to be hurt by love again. Thanks for the song Mr. Knight. |
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from Leonard Cohen - The Future (1992)
Be For Real (by Frederick Knight) Are you back in my life to stay Or is it just for today Oh that you're gonna need me? If it's a thrill you're looking for Honey, I'm flexible. Oh, yeah. Just be for real won't you, Baby Be for real oh, Baby You see I, I don't want to be hurt by love again So you see I'm not naive. I just would like to believe Ah what you tell me. So don't give me the world today And tomorrow take it away. Don't do that to me, darling. Just be for real won't you, Baby Be for real won't you, Baby Been hurt so many times You see I, I don't want to be hurt by love again. (I don't give a damn about the truth, Baby Except for the naked truth. Oh yeah) Just be for real won't you, Baby Be for real won't you, Baby No, no, no, no It's just that I, I don't want to be hurt by love again. Thanks for the song Mr. Knight. |
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from Leonard Cohen - Dear Heater (2004)
Because of a few songs
Wherein I spoke of their mystery Women have been Exceptionally kind To my old age They make a secret place In their busy lives And they take me there They become naked In their different ways and they say "Look at me, Leonard Look at me one last time." Then they bend over the bed And cover me up Like a baby that is shivering |
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from Leonard Cohen - Songs From A Room (1969)
Bird on the Wire Like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. Like a worm on a hook, like a knight from some old fashioned book I have saved all my ribbons for thee. If I, if I have been unkind, I hope that you can just let it go by. If I, if I have been untrue I hope you know it was never to you. Like a baby, stillborn, like a beast with his horn I have torn everyone who reached out for me. But I swear by this song and by all that I have done wrong I will make it all up to thee. I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch, he said to me, "You must not ask for so much." And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door, she cried to me, "Hey, why not ask for more?" Oh like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. |
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from Leonard Cohen - Songs From A Room (1969)
Leonard Cohen Like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. Like a worm on a hook, like a knight from some old fashioned book I have saved all my ribbons for thee. If I, if I have been unkind, I hope that you can just let it go by. If I, if I have been untrue I hope you know it was never to you. Like a baby, stillborn, like a beast with his horn I have torn everyone who reached out for me. But I swear by this song and by all that I have done wrong I will make it all up to thee. I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch, he said to me, "You must not ask for so much." And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door, she cried to me, "Hey, why not ask for more?" Oh like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. |
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from Leonard Cohen - Tower Of Song : The Songs Of Leonard Cohen [tribute] (1995)
Leonard Cohen Like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. Like a worm on a hook, like a knight from some old fashioned book I have saved all my ribbons for thee. If I, if I have been unkind, I hope that you can just let it go by. If I, if I have been untrue I hope you know it was never to you. Like a baby, stillborn, like a beast with his horn I have torn everyone who reached out for me. But I swear by this song and by all that I have done wrong I will make it all up to thee. I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch, he said to me, "You must not ask for so much." And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door, she cried to me, "Hey, why not ask for more?" Oh like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. |
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from Leonard Cohen - Live: At The Isle Of Wight 1970 (2009)
Leonard Cohen Like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. Like a worm on a hook, like a knight from some old fashioned book I have saved all my ribbons for thee. If I, if I have been unkind, I hope that you can just let it go by. If I, if I have been untrue I hope you know it was never to you. Like a baby, stillborn, like a beast with his horn I have torn everyone who reached out for me. But I swear by this song and by all that I have done wrong I will make it all up to thee. I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch, he said to me, "You must not ask for so much." And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door, she cried to me, "Hey, why not ask for more?" Oh like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. |
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from Leonard Cohen - Live: At The Isle Of Wight 1970 (2009)
Leonard Cohen Like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. Like a worm on a hook, like a knight from some old fashioned book I have saved all my ribbons for thee. If I, if I have been unkind, I hope that you can just let it go by. If I, if I have been untrue I hope you know it was never to you. Like a baby, stillborn, like a beast with his horn I have torn everyone who reached out for me. But I swear by this song and by all that I have done wrong I will make it all up to thee. I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch, he said to me, "You must not ask for so much." And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door, she cried to me, "Hey, why not ask for more?" Oh like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. |
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from Leonard Cohen - Songs From A Room (1969)
Bird on the Wire
Like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. Like a worm on a hook, like a knight from some old fashioned book I have saved all my ribbons for thee. If I, if I have been unkind, I hope that you can just let it go by. If I, if I have been untrue I hope you know it was never to you. Like a baby, stillborn, like a beast with his horn I have torn everyone who reached out for me. But I swear by this song and by all that I have done wrong I will make it all up to thee. I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch, he said to me, "You must not ask for so much." And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door, she cried to me, "Hey, why not ask for more?" Oh like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. |
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from Leonard Cohen - Live Songs [live] (1999)
Bird on the Wire
Like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. Like a worm on a hook, like a knight from some old fashioned book I have saved all my ribbons for thee. If I, if I have been unkind, I hope that you can just let it go by. If I, if I have been untrue I hope you know it was never to you. Like a baby, stillborn, like a beast with his horn I have torn everyone who reached out for me. But I swear by this song and by all that I have done wrong I will make it all up to thee. I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch, he said to me, "You must not ask for so much." And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door, she cried to me, "Hey, why not ask for more?" Oh like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. |
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from Leonard Cohen - Live Songs [live] (1999)
Bird on the Wire
Like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. Like a worm on a hook, like a knight from some old fashioned book I have saved all my ribbons for thee. If I, if I have been unkind, I hope that you can just let it go by. If I, if I have been untrue I hope you know it was never to you. Like a baby, stillborn, like a beast with his horn I have torn everyone who reached out for me. But I swear by this song and by all that I have done wrong I will make it all up to thee. I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch, he said to me, "You must not ask for so much." And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door, she cried to me, "Hey, why not ask for more?" Oh like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. |
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from Leonard Cohen - Field Commander Cohen/ Tour Of 1979 [live] (2001)
like a bird on the wire like a drunk in a midnight choir i have tried in my way to be free like the worm on a hook like a knight from some old fashioned book I have saved all my ribons for free if I if I have been unkind I hope that you can just let it go by if I if I have been untrue I hope you know it was never to you. |
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from Leonard Cohen - So Long Marianne (2002)
Bird on the Wire
Like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. Like a worm on a hook, like a knight from some old fashioned book I have saved all my ribbons for thee. If I, if I have been unkind, I hope that you can just let it go by. If I, if I have been untrue I hope you know it was never to you. Like a baby, stillborn, like a beast with his horn I have torn everyone who reached out for me. But I swear by this song and by all that I have done wrong I will make it all up to thee. I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch, he said to me, "You must not ask for so much." And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door, she cried to me, "Hey, why not ask for more?" Oh like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. |
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from Leonard Cohen - Live In London [live] (2009)
Bird on the Wire
Like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. Like a worm on a hook, like a knight from some old fashioned book I have saved all my ribbons for thee. If I, if I have been unkind, I hope that you can just let it go by. If I, if I have been untrue I hope you know it was never to you. Like a baby, stillborn, like a beast with his horn I have torn everyone who reached out for me. But I swear by this song and by all that I have done wrong I will make it all up to thee. I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch, he said to me, "You must not ask for so much." And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door, she cried to me, "Hey, why not ask for more?" Oh like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. |
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from Leonard Cohen - I`M Your Fan/ The Songs Of Lonard Cohen By... (2000)
Bird on the Wire
Like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. Like a worm on a hook, like a knight from some old fashioned book I have saved all my ribbons for thee. If I, if I have been unkind, I hope that you can just let it go by. If I, if I have been untrue I hope you know it was never to you. Like a baby, stillborn, like a beast with his horn I have torn everyone who reached out for me. But I swear by this song and by all that I have done wrong I will make it all up to thee. I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch, he said to me, "You must not ask for so much." And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door, she cried to me, "Hey, why not ask for more?" Oh like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. |
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from Leonard Cohen - Songs Of Leonard Cohen (1968)
I remember the promise
That you made in the barn When the kittens were born And you could not keep warm So you moved away the mountain That the sun rose behind And you said yourself a prayer And laid down with the blind But you lost them in your freedom And you need him now, you're wild Blessed is the memory Of everybody's child And the vow of compassion That you swore through your teeth When the war began to end And the photographs weep Well, nobody blames you As the train pulls away With its cargo of snow For these German paper-weights But you lost them in your freedom And you need him now, you're wild Blessed is the memory Of everybody's child Well, its five in the morning There's no one home Except for your wife And your child on the phone Somebody's got to listen To a promise or two Oh, this room is far too small For a pilgrim like you But you lost them in your freedom And you need him now, you're wild Blessed is the memory Of everybody's child So, now that you've decided To follow the sun Like a shadow of birds Or a King on the run Oh, your chains are too dark For the seas you must swim You're smiling at the seaweed But your smile is too grim But you lost them in your freedom And you need him now, you're wild Blessed is the memory Of everybody's child Blessed is the memory Of everybody's child Blessed is the memory Of everybody's child |
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from Leonard Cohen - Ten New Songs (2001)
O Crown of Light, O Darkened One, I never thought we'd meet. You kiss my lips, and then it's done: I'm back on Boogie Street. A sip of wine, a cigarette, and then it's time to go I tidied up the kitchenette; I turned the old banjo. I'm wanted at the traffic-jam. They're saving me a seat. I'm what I am, and what I am, Is back on Boogie Street. And O my love, I still recall The pleasures that we knew; The rivers and the waterfall, Wherein I bathed with you. Bewildered by your beauty there, I'd kneel to dry your feet. By such instruction you prepare A man for Boogie Street. O Crown of Light, O Darkened One... So come, my friends, be not afraid. We are so lightly here. It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear. Though all the maps of blood and flesh Are posted on the door, There's no one who has told us yet What Boogie Street is for. O Crown of Light, O Darkened One... A sip of wine, a cigarette, And then it's time to go |
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from Leonard Cohen - Live In London [live] (2009)
O Crown of Light, O Darkened One,
I never thought we'd meet. You kiss my lips, and then it's done: I'm back on Boogie Street. A sip of wine, a cigarette, and then it's time to go I tidied up the kitchenette; I turned the old banjo. I'm wanted at the traffic-jam. They're saving me a seat. I'm what I am, and what I am, Is back on Boogie Street. And O my love, I still recall The pleasures that we knew; The rivers and the waterfall, Wherein I bathed with you. Bewildered by your beauty there, I'd kneel to dry your feet. By such instruction you prepare A man for Boogie Street. O Crown of Light, O Darkened One... So come, my friends, be not afraid. We are so lightly here. It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear. Though all the maps of blood and flesh Are posted on the door, There's no one who has told us yet What Boogie Street is for. O Crown of Light, O Darkened One... A sip of wine, a cigarette, And then it's time to go |
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from Leonard Cohen - Ten New Songs (2001)
By the rivers dark I wandered on. I lived my life in Babylon. And I did forget My holy song: And I had no strength In Babylon. By the rivers dark Where I could not see Who was waiting there Who was hunting me. And he cut my lip And he cut my heart. So I could not drink From the river dark. And he covered me, And I saw within, My lawless heart And my wedding ring, I did not know And I could not see Who was waiting there, Who was hunting me. By the rivers dark I panicked on. I belonged at last to Babylon. Then he struck my heart With a deadly force, And he said, ?This heart: It is not yours.? And he gave the wind My wedding ring; And he circled us With everything. By the rivers dark, In a wounded dawn, I live my life In Babylon. Though I take my song From a withered limb, Both song and tree, They sing for him. Be the truth unsaid And the blessing gone, If I forget My Babylon. I did not know And I could not see Who was waiting there, Who was hunting me. By the rivers dark, Where it all goes on; By the rivers dark In Babylon. |
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from The Passion Of The Christ (패션 오브 크라이스트) [ost] (2004)
By the rivers dark
I wandered on. I lived my life in Babylon. And I did forget My holy song: And I had no strength In Babylon. By the rivers dark Where I could not see Who was waiting there Who was hunting me. And he cut my lip And he cut my heart. So I could not drink From the river dark. And he covered me, And I saw within, My lawless heart And my wedding ring, I did not know And I could not see Who was waiting there, Who was hunting me. By the rivers dark I panicked on. I belonged at last to Babylon. Then he struck my heart With a deadly force, And he said, ?This heart: It is not yours.? And he gave the wind My wedding ring; And he circled us With everything. By the rivers dark, In a wounded dawn, I live my life In Babylon. Though I take my song From a withered limb, Both song and tree, They sing for him. Be the truth unsaid And the blessing gone, If I forget My Babylon. I did not know And I could not see Who was waiting there, Who was hunting me. By the rivers dark, Where it all goes on; By the rivers dark In Babylon. |
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from Leonard Cohen - Recent Songs (1979)
I came so far for beauty left so much behind My patience and my family My masterpiece unsigned I thought I'd be rewarded For such a lonely choice And surely she would answer To such a very hopeless voice I practiced on my sainthood I gave to one and all But the rumours of my virtue They moved her not at all I changed my style to silver I changed my clothes to black And where I would surrender Now I would attack I stormed the old casino For the money and the flesh And I myself decided What was rotten and what was fresh And men to do my bidding And broken bones to teach The value of my pardon The shadow of my reach But no, I could not touch her With such a heavy hand Her star beyond my order Her nakedness unmanned I came so far for beauty I left so much behind My patience and my family My masterpiece unsigned |
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from Leonard Cohen - So Long Marianne (2002)
Chelsea Hotel #2
I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel, you were talking so brave and so sweet, giving me head on the unmade bed, while the limousines wait in the street. Those were the reasons and that was New York, we were running for the money and the flesh. And that was called love for the workers in song probably still is for those of them left. Ah but you got away, didn't you babe, you just turned your back on the crowd, you got away, I never once heard you say, I need you, I don't need you, I need you, I don't need you and all of that jiving around. I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel you were famous, your heart was a legend. You told me again you preferred handsome men but for me you would make an exception. And clenching your fist for the ones like us who are oppressed by the figures of beauty, you fixed yourself, you said, "Well never mind, we are ugly but we have the music." And then you got away, didn't you babe... I don't mean to suggest that I loved you the best, I can't keep track of each fallen robin. I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel, that's all, I don't even think of you that often. Click here to read a story about The Chelsea Hotel by Christof Graf, and to check the lyrics of Chelsea Hotel # 1! |
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from Leonard Cohen - New Skin For The Old Ceremony (1974)
Chelsea Hotel #2 I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel, you were talking so brave and so sweet, giving me head on the unmade bed, while the limousines wait in the street. Those were the reasons and that was New York, we were running for the money and the flesh. And that was called love for the workers in song probably still is for those of them left. Ah but you got away, didn't you babe, you just turned your back on the crowd, you got away, I never once heard you say, I need you, I don't need you, I need you, I don't need you and all of that jiving around. I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel you were famous, your heart was a legend. You told me again you preferred handsome men but for me you would make an exception. And clenching your fist for the ones like us who are oppressed by the figures of beauty, you fixed yourself, you said, "Well never mind, we are ugly but we have the music." And then you got away, didn't you babe... I don't mean to suggest that I loved you the best, I can't keep track of each fallen robin. I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel, that's all, I don't even think of you that often. Click here to read a story about The Chelsea Hotel by Christof Graf, and to check the lyrics of Chelsea Hotel # 1! |
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from Leonard Cohen - The Future (1992)
Closing Time Ah we're drinking and we're dancing and the band is really happening and the Johnny Walker wisdom running high And my very sweet companion she's the Angel of Compassion she's rubbing half the world against her thigh And every drinker every dancer lifts a happy face to thank her the fiddler fiddles something so sublime all the women tear their blouses off and the men they dance on the polka-dots and it's partner found, it's partner lost and it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops: it's CLOSING TIME Yeah the women tear their blouses off and the men they dance on the polka-dots and it's partner found, it's partner lost and it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops: it's CLOSING TIME Ah we're lonely, we're romantic and the cider's laced with acid and the Holy Spirit's crying, "Where's the beef?" And the moon is swimming naked and the summer night is fragrant with a mighty expectation of relief So we struggle and we stagger down the snakes and up the ladder to the tower where the blessed hours chime and I swear it happened just like this: a sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss the Gates of Love they budged an inch I can't say much has happened since but CLOSING TIME I swear it happened just like this: a sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss the Gates of Love they budged an inch I can't say much has happened since CLOSING TIME I loved you for your beauty but that doesn't make a fool of me: you were in it for your beauty too and I loved you for your body there's a voice that sounds like God to me declaring, declaring, declaring that your body's really you And I loved you when our love was blessed and I love you now there's nothing left but sorrow and a sense of overtime and I missed you since the place got wrecked And I just don't care what happens next looks like freedom but it feels like death it's something in between, I guess it's CLOSING TIME Yeah I missed you since the place got wrecked By the winds of change and the weeds of sex looks like freedom but it feels like death it's something in between, I guess it's CLOSING TIME Yeah we're drinking and we're dancing but there's nothing really happening and the place is dead as Heaven on a Saturday night And my very close companion gets me fumbling gets me laughing she's a hundred but she's wearing something tight and I lift my glass to the Awful Truth which you can't reveal to the Ears of Youth except to say it isn't worth a dime And the whole damn place goes crazy twice and it's once for the devil and once for Christ but the Boss don't like these dizzy heights we're busted in the blinding lights, busted in the blinding lights of CLOSING TIME The whole damn place goes crazy twice and it's once for the devil and once for Christ but the Boss don't like these dizzy heights we're busted in the blinding lights, busted in the blinding lights of CLOSING TIME Oh the women tear their blouses off and the men they dance on the polka-dots It's CLOSING TIME And it's partner found, it's partner lost and it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops It's CLOSING TIME I swear it happened just like this: a sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss It's CLOSING TIME The Gates of Love they budged an inch I can't say much has happened since But CLOSING TIME I loved you when our love was blessed I love you now there's nothing left But CLOSING TIME I miss you since the place got wrecked By the winds of change and the weeds of sex. |
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from Leonard Cohen - The Future (1992)
Closing Time
Ah we're drinking and we're dancing and the band is really happening and the Johnny Walker wisdom running high And my very sweet companion she's the Angel of Compassion she's rubbing half the world against her thigh And every drinker every dancer lifts a happy face to thank her the fiddler fiddles something so sublime all the women tear their blouses off and the men they dance on the polka-dots and it's partner found, it's partner lost and it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops: it's CLOSING TIME Yeah the women tear their blouses off and the men they dance on the polka-dots and it's partner found, it's partner lost and it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops: it's CLOSING TIME Ah we're lonely, we're romantic and the cider's laced with acid and the Holy Spirit's crying, "Where's the beef?" And the moon is swimming naked and the summer night is fragrant with a mighty expectation of relief So we struggle and we stagger down the snakes and up the ladder to the tower where the blessed hours chime and I swear it happened just like this: a sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss the Gates of Love they budged an inch I can't say much has happened since but CLOSING TIME I swear it happened just like this: a sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss the Gates of Love they budged an inch I can't say much has happened since CLOSING TIME I loved you for your beauty but that doesn't make a fool of me: you were in it for your beauty too and I loved you for your body there's a voice that sounds like God to me declaring, declaring, declaring that your body's really you And I loved you when our love was blessed and I love you now there's nothing left but sorrow and a sense of overtime and I missed you since the place got wrecked And I just don't care what happens next looks like freedom but it feels like death it's something in between, I guess it's CLOSING TIME Yeah I missed you since the place got wrecked By the winds of change and the weeds of sex looks like freedom but it feels like death it's something in between, I guess it's CLOSING TIME Yeah we're drinking and we're dancing but there's nothing really happening and the place is dead as Heaven on a Saturday night And my very close companion gets me fumbling gets me laughing she's a hundred but she's wearing something tight and I lift my glass to the Awful Truth which you can't reveal to the Ears of Youth except to say it isn't worth a dime And the whole damn place goes crazy twice and it's once for the devil and once for Christ but the Boss don't like these dizzy heights we're busted in the blinding lights, busted in the blinding lights of CLOSING TIME The whole damn place goes crazy twice and it's once for the devil and once for Christ but the Boss don't like these dizzy heights we're busted in the blinding lights, busted in the blinding lights of CLOSING TIME Oh the women tear their blouses off and the men they dance on the polka-dots It's CLOSING TIME And it's partner found, it's partner lost and it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops It's CLOSING TIME I swear it happened just like this: a sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss It's CLOSING TIME The Gates of Love they budged an inch I can't say much has happened since But CLOSING TIME I loved you when our love was blessed I love you now there's nothing left But CLOSING TIME I miss you since the place got wrecked By the winds of change and the weeds of sex. |
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from Leonard Cohen - Live In London [live] (2009)
Closing Time
Ah we're drinking and we're dancing and the band is really happening and the Johnny Walker wisdom running high And my very sweet companion she's the Angel of Compassion she's rubbing half the world against her thigh And every drinker every dancer lifts a happy face to thank her the fiddler fiddles something so sublime all the women tear their blouses off and the men they dance on the polka-dots and it's partner found, it's partner lost and it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops: it's CLOSING TIME Yeah the women tear their blouses off and the men they dance on the polka-dots and it's partner found, it's partner lost and it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops: it's CLOSING TIME Ah we're lonely, we're romantic and the cider's laced with acid and the Holy Spirit's crying, "Where's the beef?" And the moon is swimming naked and the summer night is fragrant with a mighty expectation of relief So we struggle and we stagger down the snakes and up the ladder to the tower where the blessed hours chime and I swear it happened just like this: a sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss the Gates of Love they budged an inch I can't say much has happened since but CLOSING TIME I swear it happened just like this: a sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss the Gates of Love they budged an inch I can't say much has happened since CLOSING TIME I loved you for your beauty but that doesn't make a fool of me: you were in it for your beauty too and I loved you for your body there's a voice that sounds like God to me declaring, declaring, declaring that your body's really you And I loved you when our love was blessed and I love you now there's nothing left but sorrow and a sense of overtime and I missed you since the place got wrecked And I just don't care what happens next looks like freedom but it feels like death it's something in between, I guess it's CLOSING TIME Yeah I missed you since the place got wrecked By the winds of change and the weeds of sex looks like freedom but it feels like death it's something in between, I guess it's CLOSING TIME Yeah we're drinking and we're dancing but there's nothing really happening and the place is dead as Heaven on a Saturday night And my very close companion gets me fumbling gets me laughing she's a hundred but she's wearing something tight and I lift my glass to the Awful Truth which you can't reveal to the Ears of Youth except to say it isn't worth a dime And the whole damn place goes crazy twice and it's once for the devil and once for Christ but the Boss don't like these dizzy heights we're busted in the blinding lights, busted in the blinding lights of CLOSING TIME The whole damn place goes crazy twice and it's once for the devil and once for Christ but the Boss don't like these dizzy heights we're busted in the blinding lights, busted in the blinding lights of CLOSING TIME Oh the women tear their blouses off and the men they dance on the polka-dots It's CLOSING TIME And it's partner found, it's partner lost and it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops It's CLOSING TIME I swear it happened just like this: a sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss It's CLOSING TIME The Gates of Love they budged an inch I can't say much has happened since But CLOSING TIME I loved you when our love was blessed I love you now there's nothing left But CLOSING TIME I miss you since the place got wrecked By the winds of change and the weeds of sex. |
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from Leonard Cohen - Old Ideas (2012)
O gather up the brokenness
And bring it to me now The fragrance of those promises You never dared to vow The splinters that you carry The cross you left behind Come healing of the body Come healing of the mind And let the heavens hear it The penitential hymn Come healing of the spirit Come healing of the limb Behold the gates of mercy In arbitrary space And none of us deserving The cruelty or the grace O solitude of longing Where love has been confined Come healing of the body Come healing of the mind O see the darkness yielding That tore the light apart Come healing of the reason Come healing of the heart O troubled dust concealing An undivided love The Heart beneath is teaching To the broken Heart above O let the heavens falter And let the earth proclaim: Come healing of the Altar Come healing of the Name O longing of the branches To lift the little bud O longing of the arteries To purify the blood And let the heavens hear it The penitential hymn Come healing of the spirit Come healing of the limb O let the heavens hear it The penitential hymn Come healing of the spirit Come healing of the limb 가사입력NAKMUSE |
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from Leonard Cohen - Various Positions (1985)
Maybe I'm still hurting I can't turn the other cheek But you know that I still love you It's just that I can't speak I looked for you in everyone And they called me on that too I lived alone but I was only Coming back to you Ah they're shutting down the factory now Just when all the bills are due And the fields they're under lock and key Tho' the rain and the sun come through And springtime starts but then it stops In the name of something new And all the senses rise against this Coming back to you And they're handing down my sentence now And I know what I must do Another mile of silence while I'm Coming back to you There are many in your life And many still to be Since you are a shining light There's many that you'll see But I have to deal with envy When you choose the precious few Who've left their pride on the other side of Coming back to you Even in your arms I know I'll never get it right Even when you bend to give me Comfort in the night I've got to have your word on this Or none of it is true And all I've said was just instead of Coming back to you |
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from Leonard Cohen - Tower Of Song : The Songs Of Leonard Cohen [tribute] (1995)
Maybe I'm still hurting
I can't turn the other cheek But you know that I still love you It's just that I can't speak I looked for you in everyone And they called me on that too I lived alone but I was only Coming back to you Ah they're shutting down the |
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from Leonard Cohen - Tower Of Song : The Songs Of Leonard Cohen [tribute] (1995)
Maybe I'm still hurting
I can't turn the other cheek But you know that I still love you It's just that I can't speak I looked for you in everyone And they called me on that too I lived alone but I was only Coming back to you Ah they're shutting down the |
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from Leonard Cohen - Old Ideas (2012)
Had to go crazy to love you
Had to go down to the pit Had to do time in the tower Begging my crazy to quit Had to go crazy to love you You who were never the one Whom I chased through the souvenir heartache Her braids and her blouse all undone Sometimes I’d head for the highway I’m old and the mirrors don’t lie But crazy has places to hide in That are deeper than any goodbye Had to go crazy to love you Had to let everything fall Had to be people I hated Had to be no one at all I’m tired of choosing desire I been saved by a blessed fatigue The gates of commitment unwired And nobody trying to leave Sometimes I’d head for the highway I’m old and the mirrors don’t lie But crazy has places to hide in That are deeper than any goodbye Had to go crazy to love you You who were never the one Whom I chased through the souvenir heartache Her braids and her blouse all undone 가사입력NAKMUSE |
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from Leonard Cohen - Various Positions (1985)
dance me to your beauty with a burning violin dance me through the panic till I’m gathered safely in lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove dance me to the end of love dance me to your beauty when the witness are gone let me feel you moving like they do in babylon show me slowly what I only know the limits of dance me to the end of love dance me to the wedding now, dance me on and on dance me very tenderly and dance me very long we’re both of us beeath our love, we’re both of us above dance me to the end of love dance me to the children who are asking to be born dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn raise a tent of shelter now though every thread is torn dance me to the end of love dance me to your beauty with a burning violin dance me through the panic till I’m gathered safely in touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove dance me to the end of love |
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from Leonard Cohen - Live In London [live] (2009)
dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
dance me through the panic till I’m gathered safely in lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove dance me to the end of love dance me to your beauty when the witness are gone let me feel you moving like they do in babylon show me slowly what I only know the limits of dance me to the end of love dance me to the wedding now, dance me on and on dance me very tenderly and dance me very long we’re both of us beeath our love, we’re both of us above dance me to the end of love dance me to the children who are asking to be born dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn raise a tent of shelter now though every thread is torn dance me to the end of love dance me to your beauty with a burning violin dance me through the panic till I’m gathered safely in touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove dance me to the end of love |
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from Leonard Cohen - Hallelujah (Digital 45) (2009)
dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
dance me through the panic till I’m gathered safely in lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove dance me to the end of love dance me to your beauty when the witness are gone let me feel you moving like they do in babylon show me slowly what I only know the limits of dance me to the end of love dance me to the wedding now, dance me on and on dance me very tenderly and dance me very long we’re both of us beeath our love, we’re both of us above dance me to the end of love dance me to the children who are asking to be born dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn raise a tent of shelter now though every thread is torn dance me to the end of love dance me to your beauty with a burning violin dance me through the panic till I’m gathered safely in touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove dance me to the end of love |
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from Leonard Cohen - Darkness [single] (2012)
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from Leonard Cohen - Old Ideas (2012)
I caught the darkness
Drinking from your cup I caught the darkness Drinking from your cup I said: Is this contagious? You said: Just drink it up I got no future I know my days are few The present’s not that pleasant Just a lot of things to do I thought the past would last me But the darkness got that too I should’ve seen it coming It was right behind your eyes. You were young and it was summer I just had to take a dive. Winin’ you was easy, but darkness was the price. I don’t smoke no cigarette, I don’t drink no alcohol I ain’t had much loving yet But that’s always been your call. Hey I don’t miss it baby I got no taste for anything at all I used to love the rainbow And I used to love the view. I loved the early morning, I’d pretend that it was you. But I caught the darkness baby And I got it worse than you. I caught the darkness Drinking from your cup I caught the darkness Drinking from your cup I said: Is this contagious? You said: Just drink it up 가사입력NAKMUSE |
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from Leonard Cohen - Dear Heater (2004)
Dear Heather
Please walk by me again With a drink in your hand And your legs all white From the winter And your legs all white From the winter Dear Heather Please walk by me again With a drink in your hand And your legs all white From the winter And your legs all white From the winter And your legs all white From the winter Dear Heather Please walk by me again With a drink in your hand And your legs all white From the winter And your legs all white From the winter And your legs all white From the winter Dear Heather Please walk by me again With a drink in your hand And your legs all white From the winter And your legs all white From the winter |
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from Leonard Cohen - Death Of A Ladies'Man (1977)
Ah the man she wanted all her life was hanging by a thread "I never even knew how much I wanted you," she said. His muscles they were numbered and his style was obsolete. "O baby, I have come too late." She knelt beside his feet. "I'll never see a face like yours in years of men to come I'll never see such arms again in wrestling or in love." And all his virtues burning in the smoky Holocaust She took unto herself most everything her lover lost Now the master of this landscape he was standing at the view with a sparrow of St. Francis that he was preaching to She beckoned to the sentry of his high religious mood She said, "I'll make a place between my legs, I'll show you solitude." He offered her an orgy in a many mirrored room He promised her protection for the issue of her womb She moved her body hard against a sharpened metal spoon She stopped the bloody rituals of passage to the moon She took his much admired oriental frame of mind and the heart-of-darkness alibi his money hides behind She took his blonde madonna and his monastery wine "This mental space is occupied and everything is mine." He tried to make a final stand beside the railway track She said, "The art of longing's over and it's never coming back." She took his tavern parliament, his cap, his cocky dance, she mocked his female fashions and his working-class moustache. The last time that I saw him he was trying hard to get a woman's education but he's not a woman yet And the last time that I saw her she was living with some boy who gives her soul an empty room and gives her body joy. So the great affair is over but whoever would have guessed it would leave us all so vacant and so deeply unimpressed It's like our visit to the moon or to that other star I guess you go for nothing if you really want to go that far. It's like our visit to the moon or to that other star I guess you go for nothing if you really want to go that far. It's like our visit to the moon or to that other star I guess you go for nothing if you really want to go that far. |
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from Leonard Cohen - The Future (1992)
It's coming through a hole in the air, from those nights in Tiananmen Square. It's coming from the feel that this ain't exactly real, or it's real, but it ain't exactly there. From the wars against disorder, from the sirens night and day, from the fires of the homeless, from the ashes of the gay: Democracy is coming to the U.S.A. It's coming through a crack in the wall; on a visionary flood of alcohol; from the staggering account of the Sermon on the Mount which I don't pretend to understand at all. It's coming from the silence on the dock of the bay, from the brave, the bold, the battered heart of Chevrolet: Democracy is coming to the U.S.A. It's coming from the sorrow in the street, the holy places where the races meet; from the homicidal bitchin' that goes down in every kitchen to determine who will serve and who will eat. From the wells of disappointment where the women kneel to pray for the grace of God in the desert here and the desert far away: Democracy is coming to the U.S.A. Sail on, sail on O mighty Ship of State! To the Shores of Need Past the Reefs of Greed Through the Squalls of Hate Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on. It's coming to America first, the cradle of the best and of the worst. It's here they got the range and the machinery for change and it's here they got the spiritual thirst. It's here the family's broken and it's here the lonely say that the heart has got to open in a fundamental way: Democracy is coming to the U.S.A. It's coming from the women and the men. O baby, we'll be making love again. We'll be going down so deep the river's going to weep, and the mountain's going to shout Amen! It's coming like the tidal flood beneath the lunar sway, imperial, mysterious, in amorous array: Democracy is coming to the U.S.A. Sail on, sail on ... I'm sentimental, if you know what I mean I love the country but I can't stand the scene. And I'm neither left or right I'm just staying home tonight, getting lost in that hopeless little screen. But I'm stubborn as those garbage bags that Time cannot decay, I'm junk but I'm still holding up this little wild bouquet: Democracy is coming to the U.S.A. |
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from Leonard Cohen - The Future (1992)
Democracy
It's coming through a hole in the air, from those nights in Tiananmen Square. It's coming from the feel that this ain't exactly real, or it's real, but it ain't exactly there. From the wars against disorder, from the sirens night and day, from the fires of the homeless, from the ashes of the gay: Democracy is coming to the U.S.A. It's coming through a crack in the wall; on a visionary flood of alcohol; from the staggering account of the Sermon on the Mount which I don't pretend to understand at all. It's coming from the silence on the dock of the bay, from the brave, the bold, the battered heart of Chevrolet: Democracy is coming to the U.S.A. It's coming from the sorrow in the street, the holy places where the races meet; from the homicidal bitchin' that goes down in every kitchen to determine who will serve and who will eat. From the wells of disappointment where the women kneel to pray for the grace of God in the desert here and the desert far away: Democracy is coming to the U.S.A. Sail on, sail on O mighty Ship of State! To the Shores of Need Past the Reefs of Greed Through the Squalls of Hate Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on. It's coming to America first, the cradle of the best and of the worst. It's here they got the range and the machinery for change and it's here they got the spiritual thirst. It's here the family's broken and it's here the lonely say that the heart has got to open in a fundamental way: Democracy is coming to the U.S.A. It's coming from the women and the men. O baby, we'll be making love again. We'll be going down so deep the river's going to weep, and the mountain's going to shout Amen! It's coming like the tidal flood beneath the lunar sway, imperial, mysterious, in amorous array: Democracy is coming to the U.S.A. Sail on, sail on ... I'm sentimental, if you know what I mean I love the country but I can't stand the scene. And I'm neither left or right I'm just staying home tonight, getting lost in that hopeless little screen. But I'm stubborn as those garbage bags that Time cannot decay, I'm junk but I'm still holding up this little wild bouquet: Democracy is coming to the U.S.A. |
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from Leonard Cohen - Live In London [live] (2009)
Democracy
It's coming through a hole in the air, from those nights in Tiananmen Square. It's coming from the feel that this ain't exactly real, or it's real, but it ain't exactly there. From the wars against disorder, from the sirens night and day, from the fires of the homeless, from the ashes of the gay: Democracy is coming to the U.S.A. It's coming through a crack in the wall; on a visionary flood of alcohol; from the staggering account of the Sermon on the Mount which I don't pretend to understand at all. It's coming from the silence on the dock of the bay, from the brave, the bold, the battered heart of Chevrolet: Democracy is coming to the U.S.A. It's coming from the sorrow in the street, the holy places where the races meet; from the homicidal bitchin' that goes down in every kitchen to determine who will serve and who will eat. From the wells of disappointment where the women kneel to pray for the grace of God in the desert here and the desert far away: Democracy is coming to the U.S.A. Sail on, sail on O mighty Ship of State! To the Shores of Need Past the Reefs of Greed Through the Squalls of Hate Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on. It's coming to America first, the cradle of the best and of the worst. It's here they got the range and the machinery for change and it's here they got the spiritual thirst. It's here the family's broken and it's here the lonely say that the heart has got to open in a fundamental way: Democracy is coming to the U.S.A. It's coming from the women and the men. O baby, we'll be making love again. We'll be going down so deep the river's going to weep, and the mountain's going to shout Amen! It's coming like the tidal flood beneath the lunar sway, imperial, mysterious, in amorous array: Democracy is coming to the U.S.A. Sail on, sail on ... I'm sentimental, if you know what I mean I love the country but I can't stand the scene. And I'm neither left or right I'm just staying home tonight, getting lost in that hopeless little screen. But I'm stubborn as those garbage bags that Time cannot decay, I'm junk but I'm still holding up this little wild bouquet: Democracy is coming to the U.S.A. |
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from Leonard Cohen - So Long Marianne (2002)
Diamonds in the Mine
The woman in blue, she's asking for revenge, the man in white -- that's you -- says he has no friends. The river is swollen up with rusty cans and the trees are burning in your promised land. And there are no letters in the mailbox, and there are no grapes upon the vine, and there are no chocolates in the boxes anymore, and there are no diamonds in the mine. Well, you tell me that your lover has a broken limb, you say you're kind of restless now and it's on account of him. Well, I saw the man in question, it was just the other night, he was eating up a lady where the lions and Christians fight. And there are no letters in the mailbox and there are no grapes upon the vine, and there are no chocolates in the boxes anymore, and there are no diamonds in the mine. (You tell them now) Ah, there is no comfort in the covens of the witch, some very clever doctor went and sterilized the bitch, and the only man of energy, yes the revolution's pride, he trained a hundred women just to kill an unborn child. And there are no letters in the mailbox, oh no, there are no, no grapes upon your vine, and there are, there are no chocolates in your boxes anymore, and there are no diamonds in your mine. And there are no letters in the mailbox, and there are no grapes upon the vine, and there are no chocolates in your boxes anymore, and there are no diamonds in your mine. |
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from Leonard Cohen - Songs Of Leonard Cohen / Songs Of Love And Hate (Coffret 2 CD) (2003)
Diamonds in the Mine
The woman in blue, she's asking for revenge, the man in white -- that's you -- says he has no friends. The river is swollen up with rusty cans and the trees are burning in your promised land. And there are no letters in the mailbox, and there are no grapes upon the vine, and there are no chocolates in the boxes anymore, and there are no diamonds in the mine. Well, you tell me that your lover has a broken limb, you say you're kind of restless now and it's on account of him. Well, I saw the man in question, it was just the other night, he was eating up a lady where the lions and Christians fight. And there are no letters in the mailbox and there are no grapes upon the vine, and there are no chocolates in the boxes anymore, and there are no diamonds in the mine. (You tell them now) Ah, there is no comfort in the covens of the witch, some very clever doctor went and sterilized the bitch, and the only man of energy, yes the revolution's pride, he trained a hundred women just to kill an unborn child. And there are no letters in the mailbox, oh no, there are no, no grapes upon your vine, and there are, there are no chocolates in your boxes anymore, and there are no diamonds in your mine. And there are no letters in the mailbox, and there are no grapes upon the vine, and there are no chocolates in your boxes anymore, and there are no diamonds in your mine. |
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from Leonard Cohen - Songs Of Love And Hate (2007)
Diamonds in the Mine
The woman in blue, she's asking for revenge, the man in white -- that's you -- says he has no friends. The river is swollen up with rusty cans and the trees are burning in your promised land. And there are no letters in the mailbox, and there are no grapes upon the vine, and there are no chocolates in the boxes anymore, and there are no diamonds in the mine. Well, you tell me that your lover has a broken limb, you say you're kind of restless now and it's on account of him. Well, I saw the man in question, it was just the other night, he was eating up a lady where the lions and Christians fight. And there are no letters in the mailbox and there are no grapes upon the vine, and there are no chocolates in the boxes anymore, and there are no diamonds in the mine. (You tell them now) Ah, there is no comfort in the covens of the witch, some very clever doctor went and sterilized the bitch, and the only man of energy, yes the revolution's pride, he trained a hundred women just to kill an unborn child. And there are no letters in the mailbox, oh no, there are no, no grapes upon your vine, and there are, there are no chocolates in your boxes anymore, and there are no diamonds in your mine. And there are no letters in the mailbox, and there are no grapes upon the vine, and there are no chocolates in your boxes anymore, and there are no diamonds in your mine. |
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from Leonard Cohen - Live: At The Isle Of Wight 1970 (2009)
Diamonds in the Mine
The woman in blue, she's asking for revenge, the man in white -- that's you -- says he has no friends. The river is swollen up with rusty cans and the trees are burning in your promised land. And there are no letters in the mailbox, and there are no grapes upon the vine, and there are no chocolates in the boxes anymore, and there are no diamonds in the mine. Well, you tell me that your lover has a broken limb, you say you're kind of restless now and it's on account of him. Well, I saw the man in question, it was just the other night, he was eating up a lady where the lions and Christians fight. And there are no letters in the mailbox and there are no grapes upon the vine, and there are no chocolates in the boxes anymore, and there are no diamonds in the mine. (You tell them now) Ah, there is no comfort in the covens of the witch, some very clever doctor went and sterilized the bitch, and the only man of energy, yes the revolution's pride, he trained a hundred women just to kill an unborn child. And there are no letters in the mailbox, oh no, there are no, no grapes upon your vine, and there are, there are no chocolates in your boxes anymore, and there are no diamonds in your mine. And there are no letters in the mailbox, and there are no grapes upon the vine, and there are no chocolates in your boxes anymore, and there are no diamonds in your mine. |
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from Leonard Cohen - Live: At The Isle Of Wight 1970 (2009)
Diamonds in the Mine
The woman in blue, she's asking for revenge, the man in white -- that's you -- says he has no friends. The river is swollen up with rusty cans and the trees are burning in your promised land. And there are no letters in the mailbox, and there are no grapes upon the vine, and there are no chocolates in the boxes anymore, and there are no diamonds in the mine. Well, you tell me that your lover has a broken limb, you say you're kind of restless now and it's on account of him. Well, I saw the man in question, it was just the other night, he was eating up a lady where the lions and Christians fight. And there are no letters in the mailbox and there are no grapes upon the vine, and there are no chocolates in the boxes anymore, and there are no diamonds in the mine. (You tell them now) Ah, there is no comfort in the covens of the witch, some very clever doctor went and sterilized the bitch, and the only man of energy, yes the revolution's pride, he trained a hundred women just to kill an unborn child. And there are no letters in the mailbox, oh no, there are no, no grapes upon your vine, and there are, there are no chocolates in your boxes anymore, and there are no diamonds in your mine. And there are no letters in the mailbox, and there are no grapes upon the vine, and there are no chocolates in your boxes anymore, and there are no diamonds in your mine. |
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from Leonard Cohen - Old Ideas (2012)
We find ourselves on different sides
Of a line nobody drew Though it all may be one in the higher eye Down here where we live it is two I to my side call the meek and the mild You to your side call the Word By virtue of suffering I claim to have won You claim to have never been heard Both of us say there are laws to obey But frankly I don’t like your tone You want to change the way I make love I want to leave it alone The pull of the moon the thrust of the sun And thus the ocean is crossed The waters are blessed while a shadowy guest Kindles a light for the lost Both of us say there are laws to obey But frankly I don’t like your tone You want to change the way I make love I want to leave it alone Down in the valley the famine goes on The famine up on the hill I say that you shouldn’t you couldn’t you can’t You say that you must and you will ... You want to live where the suffering is I want to get out of town C’mon baby give me a kiss Stop writing everything down Both of us say there are laws to obey Yeah but frankly I don’t like your tone You want to change the way I make love I want to leave it alone Both of us say there are laws to obey But frankly I don’t like your tone You want to change the way I make love I want to leave it alone... 가사입력NAKMUSE |
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from Leonard Cohen - I`M Your Fan/ The Songs Of Lonard Cohen By... (2000)
I was born in a beauty salon
My father was a dresser of hair My mother was a girl you could call on When you called she was always there When you called she was always there When you called she was always there When you called she was always there When you called she was always there Ah but don't go home with your hard-on It will only drive you insane You can't shake it (or break it) with your Motown You can't melt it down in the rain You can't melt it down in the rain You can't melt it down in the rain You can't melt it down in the rain I've looked behind all of the faces That smile you down to you knees And the lips that say, Come on, taste us And when you try to they make you say Please When you try to they make you say Please When you try to they make you say Please When you try to they make you say Please When you try to they make you say Please Ah but don't go home with your hard-on ... Here come's your bride with her veil on Approach her, you wretch, if you dare Approach her, you ape with your tail on Once you have her she'll always be there Once you have her she'll always be there Once you have her she'll always be there Once you have her she'll always be there Once you have her she'll always be there Ah but don't go home with your hard-on ... So I work in that same beauty salon I'm chained to the old masquerade The lipstick, the shadow, the silicone I follow my father's trade I follow my father's trade Yes I follow my father's trade Yes I follow my father's trade Yes I follow my father's trade Ah but don't go home with your hard-on It will only drive you insane You can't shake it (or break it) with your Motown You can't melt it down in the rain You can't melt it down in the rain You can't melt it down in the rain You can't melt it down in the rain You can't melt it down in the rain You can't melt it down in the rain You can't melt it down in the rain You can't melt it down in the rain You can't melt it down in the rain |
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from Leonard Cohen - Death Of A Ladies'Man (1977)
I was born in a beauty salon My father was a dresser of hair My mother was a girl you could call on When you called she was always there When you called she was always there When you called she was always there When you called she was always there When you called she was always there Ah but don't go home with your hard-on It will only drive you insane You can't shake it (or break it) with your Motown You can't melt it down in the rain You can't melt it down in the rain You can't melt it down in the rain You can't melt it down in the rain I've looked behind all of the faces That smile you down to you knees And the lips that say, Come on, taste us And when you try to they make you say Please When you try to they make you say Please When you try to they make you say Please When you try to they make you say Please When you try to they make you say Please Ah but don't go home with your hard-on ... Here come's your bride with her veil on Approach her, you wretch, if you dare Approach her, you ape with your tail on Once you have her she'll always be there Once you have her she'll always be there Once you have her she'll always be there Once you have her she'll always be there Once you have her she'll always be there Ah but don't go home with your hard-on ... So I work in that same beauty salon I'm chained to the old masquerade The lipstick, the shadow, the silicone I follow my father's trade I follow my father's trade Yes I follow my father's trade Yes I follow my father's trade Yes I follow my father's trade Ah but don't go home with your hard-on It will only drive you insane You can't shake it (or break it) with your Motown You can't melt it down in the rain You can't melt it down in the rain You can't melt it down in the rain You can't melt it down in the rain You can't melt it down in the rain You can't melt it down in the rain You can't melt it down in the rain You can't melt it down in the rain You can't melt it down in the rain |
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from Leonard Cohen - Songs Of Leonard Cohen / Songs Of Love And Hate (Coffret 2 CD) (2003)
Four o'clock in the afternoon
and I didn't feel like very much. I said to myself, "Where are you golden boy, where is your famous golden touch?" I thought you knew where all of the elephants lie down, I thought you were the crown prince of all the wheels in Ivory Town. Just take a look at your body now, there's nothing much to save and a bitter voice in the mirror cries, "Hey, Prince, you need a shave." Now if you can manage to get your trembling fingers to behave, why don't you try unwrapping a stainless steel razor blade? That's right, it's come to this, yes it's come to this, and wasn't it a long way down, wasn't it a strange way down? There's no hot water and the cold is running thin. Well, what do you expect from the kind of places you've been living in? Don't drink from that cup, it's all caked and cracked along the rim. That's not the electric light, my friend, that is your vision growing dim. Cover up your face with soap, there, now you're Santa Claus. And you've got a gift for anyone who will give you his applause. I thought you were a racing man, ah, but you couldn't take the pace. That's a funeral in the mirror and it's stopping at your face. That's right, it's come to this, yes it's come to this, and wasn't it a long way down, ah wasn't it a strange way down? Once there was a path and a girl with chestnut hair, and you passed the summers picking all of the berries that grew there; there were times she was a woman, oh, there were times she was just a child, and you held her in the shadows where the raspberries grow wild. And you climbed the twilight mountains and you sang about the view, and everywhere that you wandered love seemed to go along with you. That's a hard one to remember, yes it makes you clench your fist. And then the veins stand out like highways, all along your wrist. And yes it's come to this, it's come to this, and wasn't it a long way down, wasn't it a strange way down? You can still find a job, go out and talk to a friend. On the back of every magazine there are those coupons you can send. Why don't you join the Rosicrucians, they can give you back your hope, you can find your love with diagrams on a plain brown envelope. But you've used up all your coupons except the one that seems to be written on your wrist along with several thousand dreams. Now Santa Claus comes forward, that's a razor in his mit; and he puts on his dark glasses and he shows you where to hit; and then the cameras pan, the stand in stunt man, dress rehearsal rag, it's just the dress rehearsal rag, you know this dress rehearsal rag, it's just a dress rehearsal rag. |
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from Leonard Cohen - Songs Of Love And Hate (2007)
Four o'clock in the afternoon
and I didn't feel like very much. I said to myself, "Where are you golden boy, where is your famous golden touch?" I thought you knew where all of the elephants lie down, I thought you were the crown prince of all the wheels in Ivory Town. Just take a look at your body now, there's nothing much to save and a bitter voice in the mirror cries, "Hey, Prince, you need a shave." Now if you can manage to get your trembling fingers to behave, why don't you try unwrapping a stainless steel razor blade? That's right, it's come to this, yes it's come to this, and wasn't it a long way down, wasn't it a strange way down? There's no hot water and the cold is running thin. Well, what do you expect from the kind of places you've been living in? Don't drink from that cup, it's all caked and cracked along the rim. That's not the electric light, my friend, that is your vision growing dim. Cover up your face with soap, there, now you're Santa Claus. And you've got a gift for anyone who will give you his applause. I thought you were a racing man, ah, but you couldn't take the pace. That's a funeral in the mirror and it's stopping at your face. That's right, it's come to this, yes it's come to this, and wasn't it a long way down, ah wasn't it a strange way down? Once there was a path and a girl with chestnut hair, and you passed the summers picking all of the berries that grew there; there were times she was a woman, oh, there were times she was just a child, and you held her in the shadows where the raspberries grow wild. And you climbed the twilight mountains and you sang about the view, and everywhere that you wandered love seemed to go along with you. That's a hard one to remember, yes it makes you clench your fist. And then the veins stand out like highways, all along your wrist. And yes it's come to this, it's come to this, and wasn't it a long way down, wasn't it a strange way down? You can still find a job, go out and talk to a friend. On the back of every magazine there are those coupons you can send. Why don't you join the Rosicrucians, they can give you back your hope, you can find your love with diagrams on a plain brown envelope. But you've used up all your coupons except the one that seems to be written on your wrist along with several thousand dreams. Now Santa Claus comes forward, that's a razor in his mit; and he puts on his dark glasses and he shows you where to hit; and then the cameras pan, the stand in stunt man, dress rehearsal rag, it's just the dress rehearsal rag, you know this dress rehearsal rag, it's just a dress rehearsal rag. |
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from Leonard Cohen - Songs Of Love And Hate (2007)
Four o'clock in the afternoon
and I didn't feel like very much. I said to myself, "Where are you golden boy, where is your famous golden touch?" I thought you knew where all of the elephants lie down, I thought you were the crown prince of all the wheels in Ivory Town. Just take a look at your body now, there's nothing much to save and a bitter voice in the mirror cries, "Hey, Prince, you need a shave." Now if you can manage to get your trembling fingers to behave, why don't you try unwrapping a stainless steel razor blade? That's right, it's come to this, yes it's come to this, and wasn't it a long way down, wasn't it a strange way down? There's no hot water and the cold is running thin. Well, what do you expect from the kind of places you've been living in? Don't drink from that cup, it's all caked and cracked along the rim. That's not the electric light, my friend, that is your vision growing dim. Cover up your face with soap, there, now you're Santa Claus. And you've got a gift for anyone who will give you his applause. I thought you were a racing man, ah, but you couldn't take the pace. That's a funeral in the mirror and it's stopping at your face. That's right, it's come to this, yes it's come to this, and wasn't it a long way down, ah wasn't it a strange way down? Once there was a path and a girl with chestnut hair, and you passed the summers picking all of the berries that grew there; there were times she was a woman, oh, there were times she was just a child, and you held her in the shadows where the raspberries grow wild. And you climbed the twilight mountains and you sang about the view, and everywhere that you wandered love seemed to go along with you. That's a hard one to remember, yes it makes you clench your fist. And then the veins stand out like highways, all along your wrist. And yes it's come to this, it's come to this, and wasn't it a long way down, wasn't it a strange way down? You can still find a job, go out and talk to a friend. On the back of every magazine there are those coupons you can send. Why don't you join the Rosicrucians, they can give you back your hope, you can find your love with diagrams on a plain brown envelope. But you've used up all your coupons except the one that seems to be written on your wrist along with several thousand dreams. Now Santa Claus comes forward, that's a razor in his mit; and he puts on his dark glasses and he shows you where to hit; and then the cameras pan, the stand in stunt man, dress rehearsal rag, it's just the dress rehearsal rag, you know this dress rehearsal rag, it's just a dress rehearsal rag. |
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from I'M Your Man (아임 유어 맨) by Leonard Cohen [ost] (1988)
Everybody knows that the dice are loaded
Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed Everybody knows the war is over Everybody knows the good guys lost Everybody knows the fight was fixed The poor stay poor, the rich get rich That's how it goes, everybody knows Everybody knows that the boat is leaking Everybody knows that the captain lied Everybody got this broken feeling Like their father or their dog just died Everybody talking to their pockets Everybody wants a box of chocolates And a long stem rose, everybody knows Everybody knows that you love me, baby Everybody knows that you really do Everybody knows that you've been faithful Ah, give or take a night or two Everybody knows you've been discreet But there were so many people you just had to meet Without your clothes and everybody knows Everybody knows, everybody knows That's how it goes, everybody knows Everybody knows, everybody knows That's how it goes, everybody knows And everybody knows that it's now or never Everybody knows that it's me or you And everybody knows that you live forever Ah, when you've done a line or two Everybody knows the deal is rotten Old Black Joe's still pickin' cotton For your ribbons and bows and everybody knows And everybody knows that the plague is coming Everybody knows that it's moving fast Everybody knows that the naked man and woman Are just a shining artifact of the past Everybody knows the scene is dead But there's gonna be a meter on your bed That will disclose what everybody knows And everybody knows that you're in trouble Everybody knows what you've been through From the bloody cross on top of Calvary To the beach of Malibu Everybody knows it's coming apart Take one last look at this sacred heart Before it blows and everybody knows And everybody knows, everybody knows That's how it goes, everybody knows Everybody knows, everybody knows That's how it goes, oh, everybody knows Everybody knows, everybody knows That's how it goes, everybody knows Everybody knows |
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from Leonard Cohen - I'm Your Man (1988)
Everybody knows that the dice are loaded 모두들 알아 주사위가 던져진것을 Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed 모두들 행운을 빌며 던지지 Everybody knows that the war is over 모두들 알아 전쟁이 끝났다는 것을 Everybody knows the good guys lost 모두들 알아 선인이 졌다는 것을 Everybody knows the fight was fixed 모두들 알아 싸움은 짜고했다는 것을 The poor stay poor, the rich get rich 가난한자는 계속 가난하고 부자는 더 부(富)를 얻어 That's how it goes 그런건지 Everybody knows 모두들 알아 Everybody knows that the boat is leaking 모두들 알아 배가 물이 새고 있다는 것을 Everybody knows that the captain lied 모두들 알아 선장이 거짓말을 했다는 것을 Everybody got this broken feeling Like their father or their dog just died 모두들 마치 자신의 아버지나 개가 죽은 것과 같은 이 부서진 감정 (상심)을 갖고 있어 Everybody talking to their pockets 모두들 자신의 주머니(지갑)에 대고 말하지 Everybody wants a box of chocolates And a long stem rose 모두들 초코렛 한상자와 긴 줄기의 장미를 원하지 Everybody knows 모두들 알아 Everybody knows that you love me baby 모두들 알아 당신이 나를 사랑한다는 것을 Everybody knows that you really do 모두들 알아 당신이 정말로 나를 사랑한다는 것을 Everybody knows that you've been faithful 모두들 알아 당신이 충실했다는 것을 (=바람을 피우지 않았음을) Ah give or take a night or two 아, 하루밤 혹은 이틀밤은 제외하고 말이야. Everybody knows you've been discreet 모두들 알아 당신이 분별이 있다는 것을 But there were so many people you just had to meet 그러나 당신이 단지 만나야 할 사람들이 많았던 거지 Without your clothes 옷을 입지 않고 말이야 And everybody knows 그리고 모두들 알아 Everybody knows, everybody knows 모두들 알아, 모두들 알아 That's how it goes 그런거지 Everybody knows 모두들 알아 Everybody knows, everybody knows 모두들 알아, 모두들 알아 That's how it goes 그런거지 Everybody knows 모두들 알아 And everybody knows that it's now or never 모두들 알아 지금 아니면 영원히 못한다는 것을 (지금이야말로 절호의 기회라는 것을) Everybody knows that it's me or you 모두들 알아 그것은 당신 이거나 나라는 것을 And everybody knows that you live forever 모두들 알아 당신이 영원히 산다는 것을 Ah when you've done a line or two 아, 당신이 한마디 혹은 두마디를 끝마쳤을 때말야. Everybody knows the deal is rotten 모두들 알아 거래는 부패하다는 것을 Old Black Joe's still pickin' cotton 늙은 흑인 조는 아직 목화를 따지 For your ribbons and bows 당신의 리본과 화살을 위해 And everybody knows 그래 모두들 알아 And everybody knows that the Plague is coming 모두들 알아 재앙이 오고 있다는 것을 Everybody knows that it's moving fast 모두들 알아 그게 (재앙) 빨리 다가온다는 것을 Everybody knows that the naked man and woman Are just a shining artifact of the past 모두들 알아 벌거벗은 남자와 여자는 과거의 빛나는 유물일 뿐이라는 것을 Everybody knows the scene is dead 모두들 알아 그 장면이 죽었다는 것을 But there's gonna be a meter on your bed 그러나 당신 침대의 미터기가 될 거야 That will disclose What everybody knows 모두들 알고 있는 걸 폭로할 그런 미터기 And everybody knows that you're in trouble 모두들 알아 당신은 곤경에 빠진 것을 Everybody knows what you've been through 모두들 알아 당신이 어떤 일을 겪었는지 From the bloody cross on top of Calvary 골고다 꼭대기의 피의 십자가에서부터 To the beach of Malibu 말리부의 해변까지 Everybody knows it's coming apart 모두들 알아 부서지고 있다는 것을 Take one last look at this Sacred Heart (그리스도의) 성심을 마지막으로 한번봐봐 Before it blows 바람에 날리기 전에 And everybody knows 그래 모두들 알아 Everybody knows, everybody knows 모두들 알아, 모두들 알아 That's how it goes 그런거지 Everybody knows 모두들 알아 |
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from Leonard Cohen - Tower Of Song : The Songs Of Leonard Cohen [tribute] (1995)
Everybody knows that the dice are loaded
Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed Everybody knows the war is over And everybody knows the good guys lost Everybody knows the fight was fixed The poor stay poor and the rich get rich That's how it goes And everybody knows Everybody knows that the boat is leaking Everybody knows the captain lied Everybody got this broken feeling That their father or their dog just died Everybody talkin' to their pockets Everybody wants a box of chocolates And a long stem rose And everybody knows ( chorus ) Everybody knows, everybody knows That's how it goes, and everybody Everybody knows that you love me baby Everybody knows that you really do Everybody knows that you've been faithful Give or take a night or two Everbody knows that you've been discret There were so many people you just had to meet Without your clothes And everybody knows Everybody knows that it's now or never Everybody knows that it's me or you Everybody knows that you live forever When you've done a line or two And everybody knows that the deal is rotten Old black joe's still pickin' cotton For your ribbons and bows And everybody knows ( chorus x2 ) Everbody knows that the plaque is comin' Everybody knows that it's movin' fast Everybody knows that the naked man and woman Are just a shining artifact of the past Everybody knows that the scene is dead, But there's gonna be a meter on your bed That will disclose, What everybody knows Everybody knows that you're in trouble Everybody knows what you've been through From the bloody cross on top of calvary To the beach at malibu And everybody knows it's coming apart Take one last look at this sacred heart Before it blows, And everybody knows ( chorus ) |
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from Leonard Cohen - Live In London [live] (2009)
Everybody knows that the dice are loaded
모두들들 알아 주사위가 던져졌어 Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed 모두들들 손가락을 꼬고 지켜봐 Everybody knows that the war is over 모두들들 알아 전쟁이 끝났어 Everybody knows the good guys lost 모두들들 알아 좋은 친구들을 잃었어 Everybody knows the fight was fixed 모두들 알아 싸움은 조종됐어 The poor stay poor, the rich get rich 가난은 가난으로 남고, 부자는 부(富)를 얻어 That's how it goes 그렇게 가는 거야 Everybody knows 모두들들 알아 Everybody knows that the boat is leaking 모두들 알아 배는 물이 새고 있어 Everybody knows that the captain lied 모두들 알아 선장은 거짓말 했어 Everybody got this broken feeling 모두들 알아 이 부서진 감정은 Like their father or their dog just died 그들의 아버지 혹은 개가 죽은 것 과 같아 Everybody talking to their pockets 모두들들 그들의 주머니에 대고 말하고 있어 Everybody wants a box of chocolates 모두들들 원해 초코렛 박스 And a long stem rose 기다란 줄기 장미를 Everybody knows 모두들들 알아 Everybody knows that you love me baby 모두들 알아 당신은 나를 사랑해 Everybody knows that you really do 모두들 알아 당신은 정말로 사랑해 Everybody knows that you've been faithful 모두들 알아 당신은 진실했어 Ah give or take a night or two 아, 주거나 받는 하루 밤 혹은 이틀 Everybody knows you've been discreet 모두들 알아 당신은 사려가 깊었어 But there were so many people you just had to meet 그러나 그곳에는 당신이 단지 만나야 했던 많은 사람들이 있었어 Without your clothes 당신의 옷이 없이 And everybody knows 그리고 모두들들 알아 Everybody knows, everybody knows 모두들들 알아, 모두들들 알아 That's how it goes 그렇게 가는 거야 Everybody knows 모두들들 알아 Everybody knows, everybody knows 모두들들 알아, 모두들들 알아 That's how it goes 그렇게 가는 거야 Everybody knows 모두들들 알아 And everybody knows that it's now or never 모두들 알아 지금 아니면 영원히 못해 Everybody knows that it's me or you 모두들 알아 그것은 당신 이거나 나 And everybody knows that you live forever 모두들 알아 당신은 영원히 살아 Ah when you've done a line or two 아, 당신이 한 줄 혹은 두 줄을 끝마쳤을 때 Everybody knows the deal is rotten 모두들 알아 거래는 부패했어 Old Black Joe's still pickin' cotton 늙은 흑인 조는 아직 면을 수집해 For your ribbons and bows 당신의 리본과 화살을 위해 And everybody knows 그래 모두들들 알아 And everybody knows that the Plague is coming 모두들 알아 재앙이 오고 있어 Everybody knows that it's moving fast 모두들 알아 그것은 빠르게 움직이고 있어 Everybody knows that the naked man and woman 모두들 알아 벌거벗은 남자와 여자는 Are just a shining artifact of the past 과거의 빛나는 유물일 뿐이야 Everybody knows the scene is dead 모두들 알아 그 장면은 죽었어 But there's gonna be a meter on your bed 그러나 당신 침대의 운율이 될 거야 That will disclose 그것은 폭로할 거야 What everybody knows 모두들들 알고 있어 And everybody knows that you're in trouble 모두들 알아 당신은 곤경에 빠졌어 Everybody knows what you've been through 모두들 알아 당신은 있었어 From the bloody cross on top of Calvary 칼베리 꼭대기의 피의 십자가에서 부터 To the beach of Malibu 말리부의 해변까지 Everybody knows it's coming apart 모두들 알아 그것은 분리되가고 있어 Take one last look at this Sacred Heart 하나를 골라 이 신성한 심장을 보는 것은 마지막이야 Before it blows 바람에 날리기 전에 And everybody knows 그래 모두들들 알아 Everybody knows, everybody knows 모두들들 알아, 모두들들 알아 That's how it goes 그렇게 가는 거야 Everybody knows 모두들들 알아 |
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from Leonard Cohen - Tower Of Song : The Songs Of Leonard Cohen [tribute] (1995)
It's four the morning
the end of December I'm writing you now, to see if you're better New York is cold, but I like where I'm living There's music on Clinton Street all through the evening I hear that you're building your little house deep in the desert You're living for nothing, though I hope you're keeping some kind of record, yes. Jane came by with a lock of your hair she said that you gave it to her on the night that you planned to go clear Did you ever go clear? Last time I saw you you looked so much older your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder I went to the station to meet every train but you came home alone without Lily Marlen You treated my woman to a flake of your life and when she came back she was nobody's wife, well I see you there with a rose in your teeth jut one more thin gypsy thief I see Jane's awake She sends her regards. What can I tell you my brother, my killer what can I possibly say I guess that I miss you I guess I forgive you I'm glad you stood in my way If you ever come by here for Jane or for me Well, your enemy is sleeping now and his woman is free, well Thanks for the trouble you took from her eyes I thought it was there for good so I never tried And Jane came by with a lock of your hair She said that she gave it to her on the night that you planned to go clear Sincerely, L. Cohen |
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from Leonard Cohen - Songs Of Leonard Cohen / Songs Of Love And Hate (Coffret 2 CD) (2003)
It's four in the morning, the end of December
I'm writing you now just to see if you're better New York is cold, but I like where I'm living There's music on Clinton Street all through the evening. I hear that you're building your little house deep in the desert You're living for nothing now, I hope you're keeping some kind of record. Yes, and Jane came by with a lock of your hair She said that you gave it to her That night that you planned to go clear Did you ever go clear? Ah, the last time we saw you you looked so much older Your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder You'd been to the station to meet every train And you came home without Lili Marlene And you treated my woman to a flake of your life And when she came back she was nobody's wife. Well I see you there with the rose in your teeth One more thin gypsy thief Well I see Jane's awake -- She sends her regards. And what can I tell you my brother, my killer What can I possibly say? I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive you I'm glad you stood in my way. If you ever come by here, for Jane or for me Your enemy is sleeping, and his woman is free. Yes, and thanks, for the trouble you took from her eyes I thought it was there for good so I never tried. And Jane came by with a lock of your hair She said that you gave it to her That night that you planned to go clear -- |
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from Scent Of Wine: Rosetta (2005)
It's four in the morning, the end of December
I'm writing you now just to see if you're better New York is cold, but I like where I'm living There's music on Clinton Street all through the evening. I hear that you're building your little house deep in the desert You're living for nothing now, I hope you're keeping some kind of record. Yes, and Jane came by with a lock of your hair She said that you gave it to her That night that you planned to go clear Did you ever go clear? Ah, the last time we saw you you looked so much older Your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder You'd been to the station to meet every train And you came home without Lili Marlene And you treated my woman to a flake of your life And when she came back she was nobody's wife. Well I see you there with the rose in your teeth One more thin gypsy thief Well I see Jane's awake -- She sends her regards. And what can I tell you my brother, my killer What can I possibly say? I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive you I'm glad you stood in my way. If you ever come by here, for Jane or for me Your enemy is sleeping, and his woman is free. Yes, and thanks, for the trouble you took from her eyes I thought it was there for good so I never tried. And Jane came by with a lock of your hair She said that you gave it to her That night that you planned to go clear -- |
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from 김현주의 비오는 거리 (2006)
It's four in the morning, the end of December
I'm writing you now just to see if you're better New York is cold, but I like where I'm living There's music on Clinton Street all through the evening. I hear that you're building your little house deep in the desert You're living for nothing now, I hope you're keeping some kind of record. Yes, and Jane came by with a lock of your hair She said that you gave it to her That night that you planned to go clear Did you ever go clear? Ah, the last time we saw you you looked so much older Your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder You'd been to the station to meet every train And you came home without Lili Marlene And you treated my woman to a flake of your life And when she came back she was nobody's wife. Well I see you there with the rose in your teeth One more thin gypsy thief Well I see Jane's awake -- She sends her regards. And what can I tell you my brother, my killer What can I possibly say? I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive you I'm glad you stood in my way. If you ever come by here, for Jane or for me Your enemy is sleeping, and his woman is free. Yes, and thanks, for the trouble you took from her eyes I thought it was there for good so I never tried. And Jane came by with a lock of your hair She said that you gave it to her That night that you planned to go clear -- |
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from Leonard Cohen - Songs Of Love And Hate (2007)
It's four in the morning, the end of December
I'm writing you now just to see if you're better New York is cold, but I like where I'm living There's music on Clinton Street all through the evening. I hear that you're building your little house deep in the desert You're living for nothing now, I hope you're keeping some kind of record. Yes, and Jane came by with a lock of your hair She said that you gave it to her That night that you planned to go clear Did you ever go clear? Ah, the last time we saw you you looked so much older Your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder You'd been to the station to meet every train And you came home without Lili Marlene And you treated my woman to a flake of your life And when she came back she was nobody's wife. Well I see you there with the rose in your teeth One more thin gypsy thief Well I see Jane's awake -- She sends her regards. And what can I tell you my brother, my killer What can I possibly say? I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive you I'm glad you stood in my way. If you ever come by here, for Jane or for me Your enemy is sleeping, and his woman is free. Yes, and thanks, for the trouble you took from her eyes I thought it was there for good so I never tried. And Jane came by with a lock of your hair She said that you gave it to her That night that you planned to go clear -- |
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from Leonard Cohen - Live: At The Isle Of Wight 1970 (2009)
It's four in the morning, the end of December
I'm writing you now just to see if you're better New York is cold, but I like where I'm living There's music on Clinton Street all through the evening. I hear that you're building your little house deep in the desert You're living for nothing now, I hope you're keeping some kind of record. Yes, and Jane came by with a lock of your hair She said that you gave it to her That night that you planned to go clear Did you ever go clear? Ah, the last time we saw you you looked so much older Your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder You'd been to the station to meet every train And you came home without Lili Marlene And you treated my woman to a flake of your life And when she came back she was nobody's wife. Well I see you there with the rose in your teeth One more thin gypsy thief Well I see Jane's awake -- She sends her regards. And what can I tell you my brother, my killer What can I possibly say? I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive you I'm glad you stood in my way. If you ever come by here, for Jane or for me Your enemy is sleeping, and his woman is free. Yes, and thanks, for the trouble you took from her eyes I thought it was there for good so I never tried. And Jane came by with a lock of your hair She said that you gave it to her That night that you planned to go clear -- |