The Traitor

Leonard Cohen2002年2月20日

The Traitor - Leonard Cohen (萊昂納德·科恩)

Now the swan it floated

On the english river


Ah the rose of high romance


It opened wide


A sun tanned woman yearned me

Through the summer


And the judges watched us

From the other side


I told my mother mother


I must leave you


Preserve my room

But do not shed a tear


Should rumour of a shabby

Ending reach you


It was half my fault

And half the atmosphere


But the rose I sickened

With a scarlet fever


And the swan I tempted

With a sense of shame


She said at last

I was her finest lover


And if she withered

I would be to blame


The judges said you missed it


By a fraction


Rise up and brace

Your troops for the attack


Ah the dreamers ride

Against the men of action


Oh see the men of action


Falling back


But I lingered on her thighs

A fatal moment


I kissed her lips

As though I thirsted still


My falsity had stung me

Like a hornet


The poison sank

And it paralysed my will


I could not move to warn

All the younger soldiers


That they had been

Deserted from above


So on battlefields

From here to barcelona


I'm listed with the enemies of love


And long ago she said

I must be leaving


Ah but keep my body here to lie upon


You can move it up

And down and when I'm sleeping


Run some wire through

That rose and wind the swan


So daily I renew my idle duty


I touch her here and there


I know my place


I kiss her open mouth

And I praise her beauty


And people call me traitor to my face