[00:00.00] 作词 : Gordon/Sumner
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Gordon/Sumner
[00:03.77]Moon Over Bourbon Street
[00:04.70]莫文蔚
[00:05.83]
[00:17.23]There's a moon over bourbon street tonight
[00:24.73]I see faces as they pass beneath the pale lamplight
[00:33.28]I've no choice but to follow that call
[00:42.33]The bright lights, the people, and the moon and all
[00:50.57]I pray everyday to be strong
[00:58.70]For I know what I do must be wrong
[01:06.86]Oh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
[01:15.38]While there's a moon over bourbon street
[01:21.26]
[01:37.00]It was many years ago that I became what I am
[01:44.86]I was trapped in this life like an innocent lamb
[01:53.35]Now I can never show my face at noon
[02:01.79]And you'll only see me walking by the light of the moon
[02:10.81]The brim of my hat hides the eye of a beast
[02:18.55]I've the face of a sinner but the hands of a priest
[02:26.94]Oh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
[02:35.32]While there's a moon over bourbon street
[02:41.47]
[04:35.95]She walks everyday through the streets of New Orleans
[04:44.09]She's innocent and young from a family of means
[04:52.23]I have stood many times outside her window at night
[05:01.07]To struggle with my instinct in the pale moonlight
[05:09.54]How could I be this way when I pray to god above
[05:17.58]I must love what I destroy and destroy the thing I love
[05:25.77]Oh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
[05:34.07]While there's a moon over bourbon street
[05:40.36]

作词 : Gordon/Sumner
作曲 : Gordon/Sumner
Moon Over Bourbon Street
莫文蔚
There's a moon over bourbon street tonight
I see faces as they pass beneath the pale lamplight
I've no choice but to follow that call
The bright lights, the people, and the moon and all
I pray everyday to be strong
For I know what I do must be wrong
Oh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
While there's a moon over bourbon street
It was many years ago that I became what I am
I was trapped in this life like an innocent lamb
Now I can never show my face at noon
And you'll only see me walking by the light of the moon
The brim of my hat hides the eye of a beast
I've the face of a sinner but the hands of a priest
Oh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
While there's a moon over bourbon street
She walks everyday through the streets of New Orleans
She's innocent and young from a family of means
I have stood many times outside her window at night
To struggle with my instinct in the pale moonlight
How could I be this way when I pray to god above
I must love what I destroy and destroy the thing I love
Oh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
While there's a moon over bourbon street