[00:00.00] 作词 : Shane MacGowan
[00:00.00] 作曲 : Shane MacGowan
[00:00.00] I've been loving you a long time
[00:22.17]Down all the years, down all the days
[00:29.01]And I've cried for all your troubles
[00:35.67]Smiled at your funny little ways
[00:42.51]We watched our friends grow up together
[00:49.65]And we saw them as they fell
[00:56.31]Some of them fell into Heaven
[01:03.30]Some of them fell into Hell
[01:10.05]I took shelter from a shower
[01:16.95]And I stepped into your arms
[01:23.67]On a rainy night in Soho
[01:30.15]The wind was whistling all its charms
[01:37.23]I sang you all my sorrows
[01:43.95]You told me all your joys
[01:50.49]Whatever happened to that old song
[01:57.30]To all those little girls and boys
[02:00.48]Now the song is nearly over
[02:00.99]We may never find out what it means
[02:13.02]But there's a light I hold before me
[02:23.25]And you're the measure of my dreams
[02:23.88]The measure of my dreams
[02:24.48]Sometimes I wake up in the morning
[02:31.32]The gingerlady by my bed
[02:38.37]Covered in a cloak of silence
[02:44.91]I hear you in my head
[02:52.02]I'm not singing for the future
[02:58.92]I'm not dreaming of the past
[03:05.70]I'm not talking of the fist time
[03:12.21]I never think about the last
[03:19.20]Now the song is nearly over
[03:25.68]We may never find out what it means
[03:32.40]Still there's a light I hold before me
[03:39.66]You're the measure of my dreams
[03:43.62]The measure of my dreams

作词 : Shane MacGowan
作曲 : Shane MacGowan
I've been loving you a long time
Down all the years, down all the days
And I've cried for all your troubles
Smiled at your funny little ways
We watched our friends grow up together
And we saw them as they fell
Some of them fell into Heaven
Some of them fell into Hell
I took shelter from a shower
And I stepped into your arms
On a rainy night in Soho
The wind was whistling all its charms
I sang you all my sorrows
You told me all your joys
Whatever happened to that old song
To all those little girls and boys
Now the song is nearly over
We may never find out what it means
But there's a light I hold before me
And you're the measure of my dreams
The measure of my dreams
Sometimes I wake up in the morning
The gingerlady by my bed
Covered in a cloak of silence
I hear you in my head
I'm not singing for the future
I'm not dreaming of the past
I'm not talking of the fist time
I never think about the last
Now the song is nearly over
We may never find out what it means
Still there's a light I hold before me
You're the measure of my dreams
The measure of my dreams