[00:00.000] 作词 : Allan Taylor [00:01.000] 作曲 : Lutz Möller [00:15.474]Pernod from Paris, peaches from Provence [00:20.285]Mangos from Montego Bay, where the swallowtails dance [00:24.865]Primitivo from Puglia, Melange from old Vienna [00:30.726]Gamal Dansk from Denmark and oranges from Sienna [00:35.864]I saw Fireflies spinning through a haze of marijuana [00:41.378]And sat with Old Companeros in Little Havana [00:45.391]I rode a spirited white horse in the Sierra Nevada [00:56.370]And I was drinking with Vlado in Ljubljana [01:00.770]In New York City I saw the Twin Towers fall [01:04.736]And in Germany I took a stone from the Berlin wall [01:09.164]In Washington I laid a flower for those killed in Vietnam [01:13.109]And I think I saw Vincent in old Amsterdam [01:17.542]I saw a million white crosses in the fields of Passchendaele [01:22.981]And in the bars of Brussels I raised a glass to Jacques Brel [01:28.076]In Venice I gave a ring to the girl of my heart [01:32.217]It was made of yellow and white gold and blue Tanzanite [01:43.447]Dubrovnik was sad and crippled with pain [01:48.639]Libertas Ragusa you will rise again [01:52.103]In Zagreb the old soldier by the Palace Hotel [01:55.872]With his few possessions he was trying to sell [01:59.247]In Prague we hoped for Spring again [02:02.921]But the dream was crushed when the tanks rolled in [02:07.262]In Leipzig the bell of freedom was rung [02:10.710]The regime was broken, the battle was won [02:18.761]I saw dolphins swim in the South China Seas [02:23.119]And was entranced by the beauty of the Balinese [02:26.809]And then to Hong Kong and the bars of Wan Chai [02:31.180]Where the Chinese lanterns float in the sky [02:35.723]The Caribbean islands are jewels in the sea [02:38.397]And like Sirens at night they called out to me [02:43.539]In Charlotte Amalie I sat in Sparky’s Bar [02:47.584]Writing a song on my Martin Guitar [02:57.586]Kerouac’s voice still rings in my mind [03:00.751]Get out on the road you don’t know what you'll find [03:04.869]Take the road south down to old Mexico [03:07.876]And the Florida coast where the Flamingos go [03:12.285]North to New England to the coast of Maine [03:15.492]And then on to Canada from Lake Champlain [03:19.177]West to San Francisco with a flower in your hair [03:22.768]The city is full ‘cause all the Hippies are there [03:39.134]These disparate images come to an end [03:42.392]When the reasons for going are hard to defend [03:47.432]Every new song sounds like another [03:51.423]And begins to remind you of a long-lost lover [03:54.021]You're running on empty, you're flying too high [03:57.341]And somehow life is passing you by [04:01.187]Hang on to the good times, let the rest go [04:05.960]Whatever you missed, you don’t need to know [04:19.391]And what did you learn from these crazy times [04:22.836]Life is a poem of couplets and rhymes [04:26.477]Did you love well, was your love returned [04:30.098]Would it break your heart if your poems were burned [04:35.623]Was your aim true, did you hit the mark [04:38.339]Did you light the fire, did you make a spark [04:41.737]Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose [04:45.518]Sometimes you never get the chance to choose [05:00.959]CODA [05:02.927]I took the road, and come what may [05:06.264]I lived out the dream of young Ramble-away [05:10.559]Over the hill and far away [05:14.697]I lived out the dream of young Ramble-away [05:19.627]The great home of the soul is the open road. [05:21.945]D.H. Lawrence
