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歌曲名：Memory [From Cats] 歌手：Sarah Brightman 所属专辑：《Sings the Music of Andrew Lloyd Webber》
作词：未知 作曲：未知 发行公司：未知 发行时间：2023-03-25
语言： 大小：3.61 MB 时长：03:57秒 比特率：129K 评分：0.0分
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Memory [From Cats]文本歌词
作词 : T.S. Eliot/Trevor Robert Nunn
作曲 : Andrew Lloyd Webber
Midnight,
not a sound from the pavement.
Has the moon lost her mem'ry.
She is smiling alone.
In the lamplight,
the withered leaves collect at my feet.
And the wind begins to moan.
Mem'ry,
all alone in the moonlight.
I can smile at the old days,
life was beautiful then.
I remember the time I knew what happiness was.
Let the mem'ry
live again.
Ev'ry street lamp
seems to beat a fatalistic warning.
Someone mutters and a street lamp gutters
and soon it will be morning.
Daylight,
I must wait for the sunrise.
I must think of a new life
and I mustn't give in.
When the dawn comes,
tonight will be a memory too.
And a new life will begin.
Burnt out ends of smoky days,
The stale cold smell of morning,
The street lamp dies,
another night is over;
another day is dawning.
Touch me,
It's so easy to leave me.
All alone with my mem'ry of my days in the sun.
If you touch me,
you'll understand what happiness is.
Look !
A new day has begun.
编辑于2023/05/12更新
作曲 : Andrew Lloyd Webber
Midnight,
not a sound from the pavement.
Has the moon lost her mem'ry.
She is smiling alone.
In the lamplight,
the withered leaves collect at my feet.
And the wind begins to moan.
Mem'ry,
all alone in the moonlight.
I can smile at the old days,
life was beautiful then.
I remember the time I knew what happiness was.
Let the mem'ry
live again.
Ev'ry street lamp
seems to beat a fatalistic warning.
Someone mutters and a street lamp gutters
and soon it will be morning.
Daylight,
I must wait for the sunrise.
I must think of a new life
and I mustn't give in.
When the dawn comes,
tonight will be a memory too.
And a new life will begin.
Burnt out ends of smoky days,
The stale cold smell of morning,
The street lamp dies,
another night is over;
another day is dawning.
Touch me,
It's so easy to leave me.
All alone with my mem'ry of my days in the sun.
If you touch me,
you'll understand what happiness is.
Look !
A new day has begun.
编辑于2023/05/12更新