《Weather Report Suite: Prelude/Part 1/Part 2 (Let It Grow)》歌词

[00:00:00] Weather Report Suite: Prelude/Part 1/Part 2 (Let It Grow) - Grateful Dead (感恩而死)

[00:00:05] Written by：Bob Weir/Eric Andersen/John Barlow

[00:01:39] Winter rain now tell me why

[00:01:46] Summers fade and roses die

[00:01:52] The answer came the wind and rain

[00:02:06] Golden hills now veiled in gray

[00:02:13] Summer leaves have blown away

[00:02:19] Now what remains the wind and rain

[00:02:34] And like a desert spring my lover comes and spreads her wings

[00:02:41] Knowing

[00:02:44] Like a song that's born to soar the sky

[00:02:48] Flowing

[00:02:51] Till the waters all are dry

[00:02:55] Growing

[00:02:58] The loving in her eyes

[00:03:42] Circle songs and sands of time

[00:03:49] And seasons will end in tumbled rhyme

[00:03:55] And little change the wind and rain

[00:04:10] And like a desert spring my lover comes and spreads her wings

[00:04:17] Knowing

[00:04:20] Like a song that's born to soar the sky

[00:04:24] Flowing

[00:04:27] Till the rivers all are dry

[00:04:31] Growing

[00:04:34] The loving in her eyes

[00:04:39] Winter gray and falling rain

[00:04:46] We'll see summer come again

[00:04:53] Darkness fall and seasons change

[00:04:57] Gonna happen every time

[00:05:00] Same old friends the wind and rain

[00:05:04] We'll see summer by and by

[00:05:07] Winter gray and falling rain

[00:05:11] Summers fade and roses die

[00:05:14] We'll see summer come again

[00:05:18] Like a song that's born to soar the sky

[00:05:21] Darkness fall and seasons change

[00:05:25] Gonna happen every time

[00:05:28] Same old friends the wind and rain

[00:05:32] Like a song that's born to soar the sky

[00:05:57] Morning comes she follows the path to the river shore

[00:06:03] Lightly sung her song is the latch on the morning's door

[00:06:08] See the sun sparkle in the reeds silver beads pass into the sea

[00:06:19] She comes from a town where they call her the woodcutter's daughter

[00:06:26] She's brown as the bank where she kneels down to gather her water

[00:06:33] And she bears it away with a love that the river has taught her

[00:06:38] Let it flow greatly flow wide and clear

[00:06:49] 'Round and 'round the cut of the plow in the furrowed field

[00:06:56] Seasons 'round the bushels of corn and the barley meal

[00:07:01] Broken ground open and beckoning to the spring black dirt live again

[00:07:12] The plowman is broad as the back of the land he is sowing

[00:07:18] As he dances the circular track of the plow ever knowing

[00:07:25] That the work of his day measures more than the planting and growing

[00:07:31] Let it grow let it grow greatly yield

[00:07:41] What shall we say shall we call it by a name

[00:07:45] As well to count the angels dancing on a pin

[00:07:49] Water bright as the sky from which it came

[00:07:53] And the name is on the earth that takes it in

[00:07:56] We will not speak but stand inside the rain

[00:08:00] And listen to the thunder shout I am I am I am I am

[00:09:04] So it goes we make what we made since the world began

[00:09:10] Nothing more the love of the women work of men

[00:09:15] Seasons round creatures great and small up and down as we rise and fall

[00:11:17] What shall we say shall we call it by a name

[00:11:21] As well to count the angels dancing on a pin

[00:11:25] Water bright as the sky from which it came

[00:11:29] And the name is on the earth that takes it in

[00:11:32] We will not speak but stand inside the rain

[00:11:36] And listen to the thunder shout I am I am I am I am