[00:00.000] 作词 : Bob Dylan
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Bob Dylan
[00:04.659]Far between sundown's finish an'midnight's broken toll
[00:12.696]We ducked inside the doorway,thunder crashing
[00:20.431]As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds
[00:28.551]Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing
[00:36.471]Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight
[00:44.581]Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight
[00:52.131]An'for each an'ev'ry underdog soldier in the night
[00:59.289]An'we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.
[01:09.99]In the city's melted furnace,unexpectedly we watched
[01:17.287]With faces hidden while the walls were tightening
[01:25.931]As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowin'rain
[01:33.981]Dissolved into the bells of the lightning
[01:40.31]Dylan Bob
[01:42.161]Tolling for the rebel,tolling for the rake
[01:50.271]Tolling for the luckless,the abandoned an'forsaked
[01:58.61]Tolling for the outcast,burnin'constantly at stake
[02:05.658]An'we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.
[02:15.268]Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail
[02:23.188]The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder
[02:30.798]That the clinging of the church bells blew far into the breeze
[02:38.598]Leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder
[02:47.458]Striking for the gentle,striking for the kind
[02:54.638]Striking for the guardians and protectors of the mind
[03:02.128]An'the unpawned painter behind beyond his rightful time
[03:10.48]An'we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.
[03:22.898]Through the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales
[03:30.578]For the disrobed faceless forms of no position
[03:38.818]Tolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts
[03:46.118]All down in taken-for-granted situations
[03:58.252]Tolling for the mistreated,mateless mother,the mistitled prostitute
[04:09.732]For the misdemeanor outlaw,chased an'cheated by pursuit
[04:17.152]An'we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.
[04:34.192]Even though a cloud's white curtain in a far-off corner flashed
[04:41.802]An'the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting
[04:49.412]Electric light still struck like arrows,fired but for the ones
[04:57.532]Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting
[05:05.882]Tolling for the searching ones,on their speechless,seeking trail
[05:13.62]For the lonesome-hearted lovers with too personal a tale
[05:20.802]An'for each unharmful,gentle soul misplaced inside a jail
[05:28.542]An'we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.
[05:55.432]Starry-eyed an'laughing as I recall when we were caught
[06:05.352]Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended
[06:12.962]As we listened one last time an'we watched with one last look
[06:21.22]Spellbound an'swallowed 'til the tolling ended
[06:28.882]Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed
[06:36.552]For the countless confused,accused,misused,strung-out ones an'worse
[06:44.472]An'for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe
[06:52.152]An'we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.

作词 : Bob Dylan
作曲 : Bob Dylan
Far between sundown's finish an'midnight's broken toll
We ducked inside the doorway,thunder crashing
As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds
Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing
Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight
Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight
An'for each an'ev'ry underdog soldier in the night
An'we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.
In the city's melted furnace,unexpectedly we watched
With faces hidden while the walls were tightening
As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowin'rain
Dissolved into the bells of the lightning
Dylan Bob
Tolling for the rebel,tolling for the rake
Tolling for the luckless,the abandoned an'forsaked
Tolling for the outcast,burnin'constantly at stake
An'we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.
Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail
The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder
That the clinging of the church bells blew far into the breeze
Leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder
Striking for the gentle,striking for the kind
Striking for the guardians and protectors of the mind
An'the unpawned painter behind beyond his rightful time
An'we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.
Through the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales
For the disrobed faceless forms of no position
Tolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts
All down in taken-for-granted situations
Tolling for the mistreated,mateless mother,the mistitled prostitute
For the misdemeanor outlaw,chased an'cheated by pursuit
An'we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.
Even though a cloud's white curtain in a far-off corner flashed
An'the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting
Electric light still struck like arrows,fired but for the ones
Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting
Tolling for the searching ones,on their speechless,seeking trail
For the lonesome-hearted lovers with too personal a tale
An'for each unharmful,gentle soul misplaced inside a jail
An'we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.
Starry-eyed an'laughing as I recall when we were caught
Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended
As we listened one last time an'we watched with one last look
Spellbound an'swallowed 'til the tolling ended
Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed
For the countless confused,accused,misused,strung-out ones an'worse
An'for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe
An'we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.