The Road Well Travelled - Allan Taylor/Lutz Möller.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : Allan Taylor
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Lutz Möller
[00:15.474]Pernod from Paris, peaches from Provence
[00:20.285]Mangos from Montego Bay, where the swallowtails dance
[00:24.865]Primitivo from Puglia, Melange from old Vienna
[00:30.726]Gamal Dansk from Denmark and oranges from Sienna
[00:35.864]I saw Fireflies spinning through a haze of marijuana
[00:41.378]And sat with Old Companeros in Little Havana
[00:45.391]I rode a spirited white horse in the Sierra Nevada
[00:56.370]And I was drinking with Vlado in Ljubljana
[01:00.770]In New York City I saw the Twin Towers fall
[01:04.736]And in Germany I took a stone from the Berlin wall
[01:09.164]In Washington I laid a flower for those killed in Vietnam
[01:13.109]And I think I saw Vincent in old Amsterdam
[01:17.542]I saw a million white crosses in the fields of Passchendaele
[01:22.981]And in the bars of Brussels I raised a glass to Jacques Brel
[01:28.076]In Venice I gave a ring to the girl of my heart
[01:32.217]It was made of yellow and white gold and blue Tanzanite
[01:43.447]Dubrovnik was sad and crippled with pain
[01:48.639]Libertas Ragusa you will rise again
[01:52.103]In Zagreb the old soldier by the Palace Hotel
[01:55.872]With his few possessions he was trying to sell
[01:59.247]In Prague we hoped for Spring again
[02:02.921]But the dream was crushed when the tanks rolled in
[02:07.262]In Leipzig the bell of freedom was rung
[02:10.710]The regime was broken, the battle was won
[02:18.761]I saw dolphins swim in the South China Seas
[02:23.119]And was entranced by the beauty of the Balinese
[02:26.809]And then to Hong Kong and the bars of Wan Chai
[02:31.180]Where the Chinese lanterns float in the sky
[02:35.723]The Caribbean islands are jewels in the sea
[02:38.397]And like Sirens at night they called out to me
[02:43.539]In Charlotte Amalie I sat in Sparky’s Bar
[02:47.584]Writing a song on my Martin Guitar
[02:57.586]Kerouac’s voice still rings in my mind
[03:00.751]Get out on the road you don’t know what you'll find
[03:04.869]Take the road south down to old Mexico
[03:07.876]And the Florida coast where the Flamingos go
[03:12.285]North to New England to the coast of Maine
[03:15.492]And then on to Canada from Lake Champlain
[03:19.177]West to San Francisco with a flower in your hair
[03:22.768]The city is full ‘cause all the Hippies are there
[03:39.134]These disparate images come to an end
[03:42.392]When the reasons for going are hard to defend
[03:47.432]Every new song sounds like another
[03:51.423]And begins to remind you of a long-lost lover
[03:54.021]You're running on empty, you're flying too high
[03:57.341]And somehow life is passing you by
[04:01.187]Hang on to the good times, let the rest go
[04:05.960]Whatever you missed, you don’t need to know
[04:19.391]And what did you learn from these crazy times
[04:22.836]Life is a poem of couplets and rhymes
[04:26.477]Did you love well, was your love returned
[04:30.098]Would it break your heart if your poems were burned
[04:35.623]Was your aim true, did you hit the mark
[04:38.339]Did you light the fire, did you make a spark
[04:41.737]Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose
[04:45.518]Sometimes you never get the chance to choose
[05:00.959]CODA
[05:02.927]I took the road, and come what may
[05:06.264]I lived out the dream of young Ramble-away
[05:10.559]Over the hill and far away
[05:14.697]I lived out the dream of young Ramble-away
[05:19.627]The great home of the soul is the open road.
[05:21.945]D.H. Lawrence