[00:00.00] 作词 : Leonard Cohen
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Leonard Cohen
[00:21.57]So were drinking and were dancing
[00:23.88]And the band is really happening
[00:26.31]And the johnny walker wisdom running high
[00:31.37]And my very sweet companion
[00:33.17]Shes the angel of compassion
[00:36.41]And shes rubbing half the world against her thigh
[00:40.66]Every drinker every dancer
[00:43.42]Lifts a happy face to thank her
[00:46.37]And the fiddler fiddles something so sublime
[00:51.21]All the women tear their blouses off
[00:54.07]The men they dance on the polka-dots
[00:56.33]And its partner found and partner lost
[00:58.95]And its hell to pay when the fiddler stops
[01:01.37]Its closing time
[01:03.71]
[01:29.18]Were lonely, were romantic
[01:30.99]And the ciders laced with acid
[01:33.45]And the holy spirits crying, wheres the beef?
[01:38.68]And the moon is swimming naked
[01:40.68]And the summer night is fragrant
[01:43.24]With a mighty expectation of relief
[01:45.87]So we struggle and we stagger
[01:50.88]Down the snakes and up the ladder
[01:53.27]To the tower where the blessed hours chime
[01:58.47]And I swear it happened just like this
[02:01.42]A sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss
[02:04.48]The gates of love they budged an inch
[02:06.78]I cant say much has happened since
[02:08.72]But closing time
[02:10.49]
[02:39.15]I loved you for your beauty
[02:41.34]But that doesnt make a fool of me
[02:44.53]You were in it for your beauty too
[02:47.07]I loved you for your body
[02:51.20]Theres a voice that sounds like God to me
[02:54.44]Declaring that your bodys really you
[03:02.00]I loved you when our love was blessed
[03:07.17]And I love you now theres nothing left
[03:14.16]But sorrow and a sense of overtime
[03:15.91]And I miss you since the place got wrecked
[03:17.35]By the winds of change and the ****s of lust
[03:19.90]Looks like freedom but it feels like death
[03:39.13]It something in betwen, I guess
[03:41.74]Its closing time
[03:53.93]Were drinking and were dancing
[03:55.19]But theres nothing really happening
[03:56.42]The place is dead as heaven on a saturday night
[03:59.29]And my very close companion
[04:03.80]Gets me fumbling gets me laughing
[04:06.05]Shes a hundred but shes wearing
[04:07.74]Something tight
[04:11.72]I lift my glass to the awful truth
[04:14.22]Which you cant reveal to the ears of youth
[04:16.90]Except to say it isnt worth a dime
[04:21.85]And the whole dam place goes crazy twice
[04:24.53]And its once for the dvil and its once for christ
[04:27.91]
[04:29.47]But the boss dont like these dizzy heights
[04:30.60]Were busted in the blinding lights
[04:33.72]Of closing time

作词 : Leonard Cohen
作曲 : Leonard Cohen
So were drinking and were dancing
And the band is really happening
And the johnny walker wisdom running high
And my very sweet companion
Shes the angel of compassion
And shes rubbing half the world against her thigh
Every drinker every dancer
Lifts a happy face to thank her
And the fiddler fiddles something so sublime
All the women tear their blouses off
The men they dance on the polka-dots
And its partner found and partner lost
And its hell to pay when the fiddler stops
Its closing time
Were lonely, were romantic
And the ciders laced with acid
And the holy spirits crying, wheres the beef?
And the moon is swimming naked
And the summer night is fragrant
With a mighty expectation of relief
So we struggle and we stagger
Down the snakes and up the ladder
To the tower where the blessed hours chime
And I swear it happened just like this
A sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss
The gates of love they budged an inch
I cant say much has happened since
But closing time
I loved you for your beauty
But that doesnt make a fool of me
You were in it for your beauty too
I loved you for your body
Theres a voice that sounds like God to me
Declaring that your bodys really you
I loved you when our love was blessed
And I love you now theres nothing left
But sorrow and a sense of overtime
And I miss you since the place got wrecked
By the winds of change and the ****s of lust
Looks like freedom but it feels like death
It something in betwen, I guess
Its closing time
Were drinking and were dancing
But theres nothing really happening
The place is dead as heaven on a saturday night
And my very close companion
Gets me fumbling gets me laughing
Shes a hundred but shes wearing
Something tight
I lift my glass to the awful truth
Which you cant reveal to the ears of youth
Except to say it isnt worth a dime
And the whole dam place goes crazy twice
And its once for the dvil and its once for christ
But the boss dont like these dizzy heights
Were busted in the blinding lights
Of closing time