[00:00.00] 作词 : Ochoa, Shakira
[00:04.86]Shakira�poem to a horse
[00:36.45]You're too far to bring you across
[00:39.14]Too high to see below
[00:41.43]Just hanging on your daily dose
[00:46.86]And you never needed anyone
[00:49.60]But they're rolling papers for your grass
[00:52.05]How can you give what you don't have?
[00:57.14]You keep on aiming for the top
[00:59.42]And quit before you sweat a drop
[01:02.06]Feed your empty brain with your hydroponic pot
[01:07.34]You start out playing with yourself
[01:09.70]You get more fun within your shell
[01:14.48]Nice to meet you but I gotta go my way
[01:16.92]Chorus:]
[01:17.43]I leave again
[01:20.05]Cuz I've been waiting in vain
[01:22.70]But you're so in love with yourself
[01:27.81]If I say my heart is sore
[01:30.24]Sounds like a cheap metaphor
[01:33.38]
[01:37.01]I'd rather eat my soup with a fork
[01:41.13]Or drive a cab to New York
[01:52.99]Cuz to talk to you is harder work
[01:57.77]So what's the point of wasting all my words
[02:00.77]If it's just the same or even worse
[02:03.27]Than reading poems to a horse
[02:08.07]You keep on aiming for the top
[02:10.75]And quit before you sweat a drop
[02:13.53]Feed your empty brain with your hydroponic pot
[02:18.76]I bet you'll find someone like you
[02:21.16]Cuz there's a foot for every shoe
[02:26.07]I wish you luck but I've got other things to do

作词 : Ochoa, Shakira
Shakira�poem to a horse
You're too far to bring you across
Too high to see below
Just hanging on your daily dose
And you never needed anyone
But they're rolling papers for your grass
How can you give what you don't have?
You keep on aiming for the top
And quit before you sweat a drop
Feed your empty brain with your hydroponic pot
You start out playing with yourself
You get more fun within your shell
Nice to meet you but I gotta go my way
Chorus:]
I leave again
Cuz I've been waiting in vain
But you're so in love with yourself
If I say my heart is sore
Sounds like a cheap metaphor
I'd rather eat my soup with a fork
Or drive a cab to New York
Cuz to talk to you is harder work
So what's the point of wasting all my words
If it's just the same or even worse
Than reading poems to a horse
You keep on aiming for the top
And quit before you sweat a drop
Feed your empty brain with your hydroponic pot
I bet you'll find someone like you
Cuz there's a foot for every shoe
I wish you luck but I've got other things to do