《Mrs Hemingway》歌词

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

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

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

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

[00:00:47] Farewell old Hudson River

[00:00:51] Here comes the sea

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[00:01:35] And walked for hours

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[00:02:21] Cathedrals and cloisters

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[00:03:10] And blocked the sun

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[00:04:18] It was for love

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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