歌手:Bob Dylan
专辑:《The Bootleg Series, Vols. 1-3 (Rare & Unreleased) 1961-1991》

作词 : Bob Dylan
作曲 : Bob Dylan
Farewell Angelina The bells of the crown
Are being stolen by bandits
I must follow the sound
The triangle tingles And the music play slow
Farewell Angelina
The sky is on fire
And I must go.
There is no use in talking
There's no need for blame
There's nothing to prove
Ev'rything's still the same
It's a table standing empty
By the edge of the stream
Farewell Angelina
The sky is changing color
And I must leave.
The jacks and queens have forsaked the courtyard
Fifty-two gypsies
Now file past the guards
In the space where the deuce And the ace once ran wild 。
Farewell Angelina
The sky is folding
I'll see you in a while.
See the cross-eyed pirates sitting Perched in the sun
Shooting tin cans With a sawed-off shotgun
And the neighbors they clap cheer with each blast
Farewell Angelina
The sky is trembling
And I must leave fast.
King Kong, little elves
On the rooftops they dance
Valentino-type tangos
While the make-up man's hands
Shut the eyes of the dead
Not to embarrass anyone
Farewell Angelina
The sky is embarrassed
And I must be gone.
The machine guns are roaring
The puppets heave rocks
Call me any name you like
I will never deny it
Farewell Angelina
The sky is erupting
I must go where it's quiet.