[00:00.00] 作词 : David Bowie
[00:01.00] 作曲 : David Bowie
[00:25.00]Solemn faced
[00:26.06]
[00:26.63]The village settles down
[00:28.31]
[00:29.88]Undetected by the stars
[00:32.06]
[00:35.69]And the hangman plays the mandolin before he goes to sleep
[00:41.69]
[00:44.94]And the last thing on his mind
[00:47.31]
[00:48.06]Is the wild eyed boy imprisoned
[00:53.63]
[00:54.75]Neath the covered wooden shaft
[00:57.13]
[01:00.69]Folds the rope
[01:01.75]Into its bag
[01:03.19]
[01:06.94]Blows his pipe of smolders
[01:09.25]
[01:09.94]Blankets smoke into the room
[01:12.50]
[01:15.81]And the day will end for some
[01:18.50]
[01:19.13]As the night begins for one
[01:26.42]
[01:33.71]Staring through the message in his eyes
[01:37.68]
[01:38.30]Lies a solitary son
[01:41.55]
[01:44.61]From the mountain called freecloud
[01:47.87]
[01:48.37]Where the eagle dare not fly
[01:51.87]
[01:54.11]And the patience in his sigh
[01:57.80]
[02:00.62]Gives no indication
[02:03.11]
[02:03.68]For the townsmen to decide
[02:07.05]
[02:09.55]So the village dreadful yawns
[02:13.93]
[02:16.05]Pronouncing gross diversion
[02:18.86]
[02:19.80]As the label for the dog
[02:21.55]
[02:24.24]Oh its the madness in his eyes
[02:27.30]
[02:30.97]As he breaks the night to cry
[02:33.92]
[02:34.72]Its really me
[02:39.36]
[02:40.22]Really you
[02:41.54]And really me
[02:45.66]
[02:47.04]Its so hard for us to really be
[02:54.17]
[02:55.54]Really you
[02:56.67]And really me
[02:57.79]
[03:01.22]Youll lose me though Im always really free
[03:05.92]
[03:16.79]And the mountain moved its eyes
[03:18.79]
[03:19.79]To the world of realize
[03:22.41]
[03:23.36]Where the snow had saved a place
[03:25.85]
[03:26.92]For the wild eyed boy from freecloud
[03:29.54]
[03:32.54]And the village dreadful cried
[03:35.79]As the rope began to rise
[03:38.92]
[03:39.54]For the smile stayed on the face
[03:41.79]
[03:42.85]Of the wild eyed boy from freecloud
[03:45.22]
[03:48.29]And the women once proud
[03:49.92]Clutched the heart of the crowd
[03:51.61]As the boulders smashed down from the mountains hand
[03:54.04]
[03:55.42]And the magic in the stare
[03:57.21]Of the wild eyed boy, said
[03:59.27]Stop, freecloud
[04:01.21]They wont think to cut me down
[04:03.27]
[04:09.90]But the cottages fell
[04:11.14]Like a playing card hell
[04:13.01]And the tears on the face
[04:14.52]Of the wise boy
[04:15.77]
[04:17.08]Came trembling down
[04:18.46]To the rumbling ground
[04:20.58]And the missionary mystic of peace/love
[04:23.40]
[04:24.83]Stumbled to cry among the clouds
[04:28.84]
[04:36.72]Kicking back the pebbles
[04:40.78]From the freecloud mountain track

作词 : David Bowie
作曲 : David Bowie
Solemn faced
The village settles down
Undetected by the stars
And the hangman plays the mandolin before he goes to sleep
And the last thing on his mind
Is the wild eyed boy imprisoned
Neath the covered wooden shaft
Folds the rope
Into its bag
Blows his pipe of smolders
Blankets smoke into the room
And the day will end for some
As the night begins for one
Staring through the message in his eyes
Lies a solitary son
From the mountain called freecloud
Where the eagle dare not fly
And the patience in his sigh
Gives no indication
For the townsmen to decide
So the village dreadful yawns
Pronouncing gross diversion
As the label for the dog
Oh its the madness in his eyes
As he breaks the night to cry
Its really me
Really you
And really me
Its so hard for us to really be
Really you
And really me
Youll lose me though Im always really free
And the mountain moved its eyes
To the world of realize
Where the snow had saved a place
For the wild eyed boy from freecloud
And the village dreadful cried
As the rope began to rise
For the smile stayed on the face
Of the wild eyed boy from freecloud
And the women once proud
Clutched the heart of the crowd
As the boulders smashed down from the mountains hand
And the magic in the stare
Of the wild eyed boy, said
Stop, freecloud
They wont think to cut me down
But the cottages fell
Like a playing card hell
And the tears on the face
Of the wise boy
Came trembling down
To the rumbling ground
And the missionary mystic of peace/love
Stumbled to cry among the clouds
Kicking back the pebbles
From the freecloud mountain track