[00:00.00] 作词 : Ann Liu Cannon
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Ann Liu Cannon
[00:12.42]Who it be? A stranger in the rain.
[00:18.33]In light of London’s Thames
[00:24.06]I was here just doin’ the rounds
[00:29.79]Cold and on edge,
[00:35.61]Kicking at the water’s edge,
[00:39.66]And here, a stranger in the rain.
[00:51.03]A brolly, Miss, or a hand?
[00:57.03]Forgive me, you move like a foreign land.
[01:02.04]Tell me, stranger, you look lost
[01:09.36]And shaking are your hands
[01:13.86]Come to the dry here, under this stoop
[01:19.56]I will not hurt you; don’t look so spooked
[01:25.05]You’re only a stranger in the rain.
[01:36.81]Confused? You say you are,
[01:43.38]You’ve never been this far down
[01:49.05]Canary Wharf looks far away now -
[01:53.67]But its greyness and coldness is all around
[01:59.79]They’ll build and they’ll build until the world goes down.
[02:05.43]Don’t worry, they’ll still get their money, so many questions,
[02:14.16]In the rain.
[02:20.46]You say, you know England well,
[02:26.91]You fell in love with the pastures,
[02:31.56]You love cream tea in the afternoon
[02:37.47]You love the Brontë’s, and the doom and the gloom
[02:44.64]Parish churches in the sunshine,
[02:50.55]And Iffley in the rain.
[02:54.33]But I loved it for its open doors
[03:00.45]I come from a place with judgement in its laws
[03:05.91]You talk about the weather, so you know how to leave me alone.
[03:18.57]But Sir, I am lost
[03:24.09]It seems my wires got crossed
[03:29.88]The West, it promised me the best
[03:35.04]But I’m seeing the West at its worst
[03:40.86]This isn’t the land I came for
[03:46.59]The family I made I am ashamed for
[03:52.05]I came here for freedom and now they are shutting us in.
[04:03.69]All of the reasons I came are gone
[04:10.47]What’s the point in soldiering on
[04:18.24]I’m lost in a new kind of landscape,
[04:23.70]It’s London,
[04:30.00]I am talking to a stranger in the rain

作词 : Ann Liu Cannon
作曲 : Ann Liu Cannon
Who it be? A stranger in the rain.
In light of London’s Thames
I was here just doin’ the rounds
Cold and on edge,
Kicking at the water’s edge,
And here, a stranger in the rain.
A brolly, Miss, or a hand?
Forgive me, you move like a foreign land.
Tell me, stranger, you look lost
And shaking are your hands
Come to the dry here, under this stoop
I will not hurt you; don’t look so spooked
You’re only a stranger in the rain.
Confused? You say you are,
You’ve never been this far down
Canary Wharf looks far away now -
But its greyness and coldness is all around
They’ll build and they’ll build until the world goes down.
Don’t worry, they’ll still get their money, so many questions,
In the rain.
You say, you know England well,
You fell in love with the pastures,
You love cream tea in the afternoon
You love the Brontë’s, and the doom and the gloom
Parish churches in the sunshine,
And Iffley in the rain.
But I loved it for its open doors
I come from a place with judgement in its laws
You talk about the weather, so you know how to leave me alone.
But Sir, I am lost
It seems my wires got crossed
The West, it promised me the best
But I’m seeing the West at its worst
This isn’t the land I came for
The family I made I am ashamed for
I came here for freedom and now they are shutting us in.
All of the reasons I came are gone
What’s the point in soldiering on
I’m lost in a new kind of landscape,
It’s London,
I am talking to a stranger in the rain