ฟังเพลงCemetry Gates (Live in Boston)

Cemetry Gates (Live in Boston) - The Smiths (史密斯乐团)

Written by：Steven Morrissey/Johnny Marr

A dreaded sunny day

So I meet you at the cemetery gates

Keats and yeats are on your side

A dreaded sunny day

So I meet you at the cemetery gates

Keats and yeats are on your side

While wilde is on mine

So we go inside and we gravely read the stones

All those people all those lives

Where are they now

With the loves and hates

And passions just like mine

They were born

And then they lived and then they died

Seems so unfair

And I want to cry

You say ere thrice the sun done salutation to the dawn

And you claim these words as your own

But I've read well and I've heard them said

A hundred times maybe less maybe more

If you must write prose and poems

The words you use should be your own

Don't plagiarise or take on loans

There's always someone somewhere

With a big nose who knows

And who trips you up and laughs

When you fall

Who'll trip you up and laugh

When you fall

You say ere long done do does did

Words which could only be your own

And then you then produce the text

From whence was ripped some dizzy whore 1804

A dreaded sunny day

So let's go where we're happy

And I meet you at the cemetery gates

Oh keats and yeats are on your side

A dreaded sunny day

So let's go where we're wanted

And I meet you at the cemetery gates

Keats and yeats are on your side

But you lose because weird lover wilde is on mine