歌曲名 Silver (The Hunger) 歌手名 Kris Kristofferson

作词：Kris Kristofferson

作曲：Kris Kristofferson

Silver was a rounder

with a wicked reputation

Music was his magic

and his madness rolled in one

It's said he charmed the fairest

hearts of this world's fairest maidens

Quick as silver mercury

and slippery as a song

Winding like a river through

a thirsty world of strangers

Carving out a legend

in a dream forsaken land

Silver took his pleasures

just as freely as he gave them

Cause hungry eyes

weren't quick enough

for Silver's flashing hands

Then once upon escaping

from the world of silk and shadows

Sudden growin' sicker

of the secrets and the shame

He stumbled onto something real

that beckoned like a candle

And never lookin' backwards

he surrendered to the flame

Because Hunger

is the surface

of a darkened pool of sadness

Silver pale reflection

of a deeper need below

Mystery and magic are

the holy forms of madness

Sacred as the ecstasy

that slumbers in your soul

Silver moved instinctively

within her soft defenses

Soon unfolding mysteries

he'd never seen before

And wakening an ancient need

she slipped inside his senses

And Silver took it easy

as the closing of a door

Then soon he touched the secret fears

she'd hidden with her sorrows

Darker than her raven hair

and deeper than her eyes

And dared to try to lead her

to the sunlight from her shadows

Following the line

between her laughter and her lies

But Silver left his magic

with the legend he'd abandoned

Love had stripped him

naked of illusion and it's charms

Then one long night her changing mind

took kindly to a stranger

And morning found her moving

in the golden stranger's arms

Because Hunger

is the surface

of a darkened pool of sadness

Silver pale reflection

of a deeper need below

Mystery and magic

are the holy forms of madness

Sacred as the ecstasy

that slumbers in your soul

Silver stared in silence

at the tangled scene before him

Time was burning frozen

in the oceans of his eyes

And sadly turning backwards

to the world that he'd forsaken

He donned the shining mantle

of deception and disguise

Slowly with the patience

born of silent desperation

Silver worked his way

into the darkness of her mind

Weaving through her conscience

like a chance she might have taken

Sadder than the shadows

of the love she'll never find

And Silver's spell was stronger

than the softly smiling stranger

Whose star was burning smaller

in the naked light of day

And Silver took her hand again

a wiser man but sadder

Ready for the stranger

who would steal her love away

Because Hunger

is the surface

of a darkened pool of sadness

Silver pale reflection

of a deeper need below

Mystery and magic

are the holy forms of madness

Sworn to free the ecstasy

that slumbers in your soul