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Lady Midnight - Leonard Cohen (莱昂纳德·科恩)
Written by：Leonard Cohen
I came by myself to a very crowded place
I was looking for someone who had lines in her face
I found her there but she was past all concern
I asked her to hold me I said lady unfold me
But she scorned me and she told me
I was dead and I could never return
Well I argued all night like so many have before
Saying whatever you give me I seem to need so much more
Then she pointed at me where I kneeled on her floor
She said don't try to use me or slyly refuse me
Just win me or lose me
It is this that the darkness is for
I cried oh lady midnight I fear that you grow old
The stars eat your body and the wind makes you cold
If we cry now she said it will just be ignored
So I walked through the morning sweet early morning
I could hear my lady calling
You've won me you've won me my lord
You've won me you've won me my lord
Yes you've won me you've won me my lord
Ah you've won me you've won me my lord
