歌手:Bob Dylan
专辑:《Beyond Here Lies Nothin': The Collection》

Ramona, come closer.Ramona
Shut softly your watery eyes

The pangs of your sadness
Shall pass as your senses will rise

The flowers of the city
Though breathlike, get deathlike at times

And there‘s no use in tryin
To deal with the dyin
Though I cannot explain that in lines

Your cracked country lips
I still wish to kiss
As to be under the strength of your skin
Your magnetic movements
Still capture the minutes I’m in

But it grieves my heart, love
To see you tryin to be a part of
A world that just don’t exist
It’s all just a dream, babe
A vacuum, a scheme, babe
That sucks you into feelin like this

I can see that your head
Has been twisted and fed
With worthless foam from the mouth

I can tell you are torn
Between stayin and returnin

On back to the south

You’ve been fooled into thinking
That the finishin end is at hand

Yet there’s no one to beat you
No one to defeat you
cept the thoughts of yourself feeling bad

I’ve heard you say many times
That youre better’n no one
And no one is better’n you

If you really believe that
You know you got
Nothing to win and nothing to lose

From fixtures and forces and friends
Your sorrow does stem
That hype you and type you
Making you feel
That you must be exactly like them
I’d forever talk to you
But soon my word
They would turn into a meaningless ring

For deep in my heart
I know there is no help I can bring

Everything passes
Everything changes
Just do what you think you should do

And someday maybe
Who knows, baby
I’ll come and be cryin to you