歌手:Bob Dylan
专辑:《Live 1975(The Bootleg Series, Vol. 5)》

作词 : Dylan
作曲 : Dylan
My love she speaks like silence
Without ideals or violence
Doesn't have to say she's faithful
Yet she's true, like ice, like fire
People carry roses
Make promises by the hours
My love she laughs like the flowers
Valentines can't buy her
In the dime stores and bus stations
People talk over situations
Read books and repeat quotations
Draw conclusions on the wall
Some speak of the future
My love she speak softly
Knows there's no success like failure
And that failure's no succes at all
The cloak and dagger dangle
Madams light the candles
In ceremonies of the horsemen
Even the pawn must hold a grudge
Statues made of match sticks
Crumble into one another
My love winks, she does not bother
She knows too much to argue or to judge
The bridge at midnight trembles
The country doctor rambles
Bankers' nieces seek perfection
Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring
The wind howls like a hammer
The night blows cold and rainy
My love she's like some raven
At my window with a broken wing