Leonard Cohen - Master Song
הוסף לשירים שלי
גרסה קלה
תפריט נגינה
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| I believe that you heard your master sing |
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| When I was sick in bed |
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| I suppose that he told you everything |
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| That I keep locked away in my head |
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| Your master took you travelling |
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| Well at least that's what you said |
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| And now do you come back to bring |
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| Your prisoner wine and bread? |
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| You met him at some temple |
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| Where they take your clothes at the door |
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| He was just a numberless man in a chair |
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| Who'd just come back from the war |
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| And you wrap up his tired face in your hair |
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| And he hands you the apple core |
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| Then he touches your lips now so suddenly bare |
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| Of all the kisses |
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| we put on some time before |
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| And he gave you a German Shepherd to walk |
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| With a collar of leather and nails |
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| And he never once made you explain or talk |
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| About all of the little details |
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| Such as who had a word and who had a rock |
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| And who had you through the mails |
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| Now your love is a secret all over the block |
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| And it never stops |
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| not even when your master fails |
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| And he took you up in his aeroplane |
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| Which he flew without any hands |
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| And you cruised above the ribbons of rain |
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| That drove the crowd from the stands |
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| Then he killed the lights in a lonely lane |
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| And an ape with angel glands |
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| Erased the final wisps of pain |
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| With the music of rubber bands |
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| And now I hear your master sing |
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| You kneel for him to come |
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| His body is a golden string |
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| That your body is hanging from |
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| His body is a golden string |
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| My body has grown numb |
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| Oh now you hear your master sing |
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| Your shirt is all undone |
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| And will you kneel beside this bed |
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| That we polished so long ago |
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| Before your master chose instead |
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| To make my bed of snow? |
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| Your eyes are wild and your knuckles are red |
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| And you're speaking far too low |
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| No I can't make out what your master said |
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| Before he made you go |
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| Then I think you're playing far too rough |
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| For a lady who's been to the moon |
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| I've lain by this window long enough |
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| To get used to an empty room |
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| And your love is some dust in an old man's cuff |
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| Who is tapping his foot to a tune |
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| And your thighs are a ruin, you want too much |
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| Let's say you came back |
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| some time too soon |
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| I loved your master perfectly |
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| I taught him all that he knew |
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| He was starving in some deep mystery |
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| Like a man who is sure what is true |
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| And I sent you to him with my guarantee |
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| I could teach him something new |
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| And I taught him how you would long for me |
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| No matter what he said, |
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| no matter what you'd do |
| Bridge: |
| Ab Ab Gm/D Ab x4 |
| I believe that you heard your master sing... |
| Ending: |
| Gm/D Ab Ab Ab x4 |
