《Mrs Hemingway》歌词

歌曲： Mrs Hemingway

所属专辑：The Age Of Miracles

歌手： Mary Chapin Carpenter

时长： 05:59

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Mrs Hemingway - Mary Chapin Carpenter[00:00:00]

We packed up our books and our dishes[00:00:28]

Our dreams and your worsted wool suits[00:00:34]

We sailed on the 8th of December[00:00:41]

Farewell old Hudson River[00:00:47]

Here comes the sea[00:00:51]

And love was as new[00:00:56]

And as bright and as true[00:00:59]

When I loved you and you loved me[00:01:03]

Two steamer trunks in the carriage[00:01:12]

Safe arrival we cabled back home[00:01:18]

It was just a few days before Christmas[00:01:25]

We filled our stockings with wishes[00:01:31]

And walked for hours[00:01:35]

Arm and arm through the rain [00:01:39]

To the glassed-in cafe[00:01:43]

That held us like hot house flowers[00:01:47]

Living in Paris in attics and garrets[00:01:53]

Where the coal merchants climb every stair[00:01:59]

The dance hall next door[00:02:05]

Is filled with sailors and whores[00:02:08]

And the music floats up through the air[00:02:11]

There's Sancerre and oysters [00:02:18]

Cathedrals and cloisters[00:02:21]

And time with its unerring aim[00:02:24]

For now we can say we were lucky most days[00:02:30]

And throw a rose into the Seine[00:02:36]

Love is the greatest deceiver[00:02:46]

It hollows you out like a drum[00:02:52]

And suddenly nothing is certain[00:02:58]

As if all the clouds closed the curtains[00:03:05]

And blocked the sun[00:03:10]

And friends now are strangers[00:03:14]

In this city of dangers[00:03:17]

As cold and as cruel as they come[00:03:20]

Sometimes I look at old pictures[00:03:55]

And smile at how happy we were[00:04:01]

How easy it was to be hungry[00:04:07]

It wasn't for fame or for money[00:04:14]

It was for love[00:04:18]

Now my copper hair's grey[00:04:23]

As the stone on the quay[00:04:26]

In the city where magic was[00:04:29]

Living in Paris in attics and garrets[00:04:36]

Where the coal merchants climb every stair[00:04:42]

The dance hall next door[00:04:49]

Is filled with sailors and whores[00:04:51]

And the music floats up through the air[00:04:55]

There's Sancerre and oysters [00:05:01]

And Notre Dame's cloisters[00:05:04]

And time with its unerring aim[00:05:07]

And now we can say[00:05:14]

We were lucky most days[00:05:17]

And throw a rose into the Seine[00:05:20]

And now I can say[00:05:26]

I was lucky most days[00:05:29]

And throw a rose into the Seine[00:05:33]