Ballad Of The Runaway Horse - Rob Wasserman/Jennifer Warnes

作词：Leonard Cohen

作曲：Leonard Cohen

Say a prayer for the cowgirl

Her horse ran away

And she'll walk

Till she finds him

Her darlin' her stray

But the river's in flood

And the roads are awash

And the bridges break up

In the panic of loss

And there's nothin' to follow

Nowhere to go

He's gone like the summer

Gone like the snow

And the crickets are breaking

Her heart with their song

As the day caves in

And the night is all wrong

Did she dream was it he

Who went galloping past

And bent down the fern

Broke open the grass

And printed the mud

With the well hammered shoes

That she nailed to his speed

In the dreams of her youth

And although he goes grazin'

A minute away

She tracks him all night

She tracks him all day

Blind to his presence

Except to compare

Her injury here

With his punishment there

Then at home on a branch

On a high stream

A songbird sings out so suddenly

And the sun is warm

And the soft winds ride

On a willow tree

By the riverside

Ah the world is sweet

And the world is wide

And he's there where the light

And the darkness divide

And the steam's comin' off him

He's huge and he's shy

And he steps on the moon

When he paws at the sky

And he comes to her hand

But he's not really tame

He longs to be lost

She longs for the same

And he'll bolt

And he'll plunge

Through the first open pass

To roll and to feed

In the sweet mountain grass

Or he'll make a break

For the high plateau

Where there's nothing above

And nothing below

It's time for their burden

The whip and the spur

Well she ride with him

Or will he ride with her

So she binds herself

To her galloping steed

And he binds himself

To the woman in need

And there is no space

Just left and right

And there is no time

But there is day and night

And she leans on his neck

And whispers low

Whether will I goes I will go

And they turn as one

And the head for the plain

No need for the whip

Oh no need for the rein

Now the clasp of this union

Who fastens it tight

Who snaps it asunder the very next night

Some say it's him

Some say it's her

Some say love's like smoke

Beyond all repair

So my darlin'

My darlin'

Just let it go by

That old silhouette on the great western sky

And I'll pick out a tune

And they'll move right along

And they're gone like smoke

And they're gone like this song

Ohhh life

Ohhh life

Ohhh life

Dadadahhh

Dadidadan

Wohohooo

Hey yeah

Daridadam

Dariraram

Whoaaa

Whoaaa

Dadidarann