The Doors

I am troubled immeasurably by your eyes I am struck by the feather Of your soft reply The sound of glass speaks quick disdain And conceals what your eyes fight to explain When I was back there in seminary school There was a person there Who put forth

Riders On The Storm 风雨骑士 Riders on the storm 暴风雨中的骑士 Riders on the storm 暴风雨中的骑士 Into this house we're born 我们就是出生在这个屋子里 Into this world we're thrown 我们就是在这个世界被抛弃 Like a dog without a bone 像只没有骨头啃的狗 An actor out alone 独角戏的演员 Riders on the storm 暴风雨中

End of the night|夜之盡頭| the doors made by kuu Take the highway to the end of the night End of the night, end of the night Take a journey to the bright midnight End of the night, end of the night Realms of bliss, realms of light Some are born to sweet

You know the day destroys the night Night divides the day Tried to run Tried to hide Break on through to the other side Break on through to the other side Break on through to the other side, yeah We chased our pleasures here Dug our treasures there B

Time to live Time to lie Time to laugh Time to die Takes it easy, baby Take it as it comes Don't move too fast And you want your love to last Oh, you've been movin' much too fast Time to walk Time to run Time to aim your arrows At the sun Takes it ea

Hello, I love you Hello, I love you, won't you tell me your name Hello, I love you, let me jump in your game Hello, I love you, won't you tell me your name Hello, I love you, let me jump in your game She's walking down the street Blind to every eye s

People are strange when you're a stranger Faces look ugly when you're alone Women seem wicked when you're unwanted Streets are uneven when you're down When you're strange Faces come out of the rain When you're strange No one remembers your name When

L.A. Woman 洛城女人 Well, I just got into town about an hour ago 我在一个小时刚刚进入这座城镇 Took a look around, see which way the wind blow 四处查看,看看风朝那里吹 Where the little girls in their Hollywood bungalows 那些小女孩被藏在好莱坞别墅的那栋 Are you a lucky little lady in the City of L

Well, she's fashionably lean, And she's fashionably late She'll never wreck a scene, She'll never break a date But she's no drag, Just watch the way she walks She's a twentieth century fox, She's a twentieth century fox No tears, no fears, No ruined

I looked at you You looked me I smiled at you You smiled at me And we're on our way No we can't turn back, babe Yeah, we're on our way And we can't turn back 'Cause it's too late Too late, too late Too late, too late And we're on our way No we can't

Light My Fire You know that it would be untrue 你知道这不是真实的 You know that I would be a liar 你知道我是个骗子 If I was to say to you 如果我和你实话说 Girl, we couldn't get much higher 姑娘,我们无法达到高潮 Come on baby, light my fire 来吧宝贝,点亮我的火焰 Come on baby, light my fire 来吧宝贝,点

Well, show me the way To the next whisky bar Oh, don't ask why Oh, don't ask why Show me the way To the next whisky bar Oh, don't ask why Oh, don't ask why For if we don't find The next whisky bar I tell you we must die I tell you we must die I tell

At first flash of Eden, we race down to the sea. Standing there on Freedom's Shore. Waiting for the Sun Can you feel it now that spring has come. And it's time to live in the scattered sun. Waiting for the Sun Waiting.... Waiting.... Waiting.... Wait

This is the end,Beautiful friend This is the end,My only friend,the end Of our elaborate plans,the end Of everything that stands,the end No safety or surprise,the end I'll never look into your eyes...again Can you picture what will be,So limitless an

Oh yeah babe Yeah I'm a back door man I'm a back door man The men don't know But the little girls understand Hey, all you people that tryin' to sleep I'm out to make it with my midnight creep, yeah 'Cause I'm a back door man The men don't know But t

Instrumental 专辑:Waiting for the Sun 歌手:The Doors 歌曲:Albinoni's Adagio in G Minor

My wild love went ridin' She rode all the day She wrote to the devil And asked him to pay The devil was wiser It's time to repent He asked her to give back The money she spent My wild love went ridin' She rode to the sea She gathered together Some sh

Artist: Doors Album: An American Prayer Title: A Feast Of Friends Wow, I'm sick of doubt. Live in the light of certain. South. Cruel bindings. The servants have the power. Dog men and their mean women pulling poor blankets over our sailors. I'm sick