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Eleanor Rigby - Caetano Veloso (卡耶塔诺.费洛索)
Eleanor Rigby
Picks up the rice in the church
Where a wedding has been
Lives in a dream
Waits at the window
Wearing a face that
She keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong
Father McKenzie
Writing the words of a sermon
That no one will hear
No one comes near
Look at him working
Darning his socks in the night
When there's nobody there
What does he care
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong
Ah look at all the lonely people
Ah look at all the lonely people
Ah look at all the lonely people
Eleanor Rigby
Died in the church and was buried along
With her name
Nobody came
Father McKenzie
Wiping the dirt from his hands
As he walks from the grave
No one was saved
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong
Eleanor Rigby
Picks up the rice in the church
Where a wedding has been
Lives in a dream
Waits at the window
Wearing a face that
She keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong
