[00:00.00] 作词 : Leonard Cohen/Patrick Leonard
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Leonard Cohen/Patrick Leonard
[00:35.53]I saw some people starving
[00:37.40]
[00:38.54]There was murder there was rape
[00:40.15]
[00:41.47]Their villages were burning
[00:42.97]
[00:44.41]They were trying to escape
[00:46.19]
[00:47.27]I couldn’t meet their glances
[00:49.99]I was staring at my shoes
[00:52.62]It was acid it was tragic
[00:55.12]
[00:56.04]It was almost like the blues
[00:58.17]
[01:03.05]It was almost like the blues
[01:05.87]
[01:10.82]I have to die a little
[01:12.64]
[01:13.68]Between each murderous thought
[01:15.37]
[01:16.33]And when I’m finished thinking
[01:18.62]
[01:19.50]I have to die a lot
[01:21.18]
[01:22.41]There’s torture and there’s killing
[01:25.17]And there’s all my bad reviews
[01:27.02]
[01:27.89]The war the children missing
[01:30.09]Lord it’s almost like the blues
[01:33.11]
[01:38.61]It’s almost like the blues
[01:41.09]
[01:45.51]So I let my heart get frozen
[01:47.79]
[01:48.81]To keep away the rot
[01:50.55]
[01:51.73]My father said I’m chosen
[01:53.75]
[01:54.45]My mother said I’m not
[01:56.57]
[01:57.54]I listened to their story
[01:59.48]
[02:00.23]Of the Gypsies and the Jews
[02:02.61]It was good it wasn’t boring
[02:05.23]
[02:06.34]It was almost like the blues
[02:08.42]
[02:13.34]It was almost like the blues
[02:16.03]
[02:20.95]There is no God in Heaven
[02:22.98]
[02:23.94]And there is no Hell below
[02:25.61]
[02:26.72]So says the great professor
[02:28.73]
[02:29.55]Of all there is to know
[02:31.52]
[02:32.63]But I’ve had the invitation
[02:34.40]
[02:35.52]That a sinner can’t refuse
[02:38.24]And it’s almost like salvation
[02:40.50]
[02:41.61]It’s almost like the blues
[02:43.63]
[02:48.80]It’s almost like the blues
[02:52.69]
[03:00.94]Almost like the blues
[03:02.92]
[03:12.49]Almost like the blues

作词 : Leonard Cohen/Patrick Leonard
作曲 : Leonard Cohen/Patrick Leonard
I saw some people starving
There was murder there was rape
Their villages were burning
They were trying to escape
I couldn’t meet their glances
I was staring at my shoes
It was acid it was tragic
It was almost like the blues
It was almost like the blues
I have to die a little
Between each murderous thought
And when I’m finished thinking
I have to die a lot
There’s torture and there’s killing
And there’s all my bad reviews
The war the children missing
Lord it’s almost like the blues
It’s almost like the blues
So I let my heart get frozen
To keep away the rot
My father said I’m chosen
My mother said I’m not
I listened to their story
Of the Gypsies and the Jews
It was good it wasn’t boring
It was almost like the blues
It was almost like the blues
There is no God in Heaven
And there is no Hell below
So says the great professor
Of all there is to know
But I’ve had the invitation
That a sinner can’t refuse
And it’s almost like salvation
It’s almost like the blues
It’s almost like the blues
Almost like the blues
Almost like the blues