[00:00.000] 作曲 : Bruce Springsteen
[00:27.683]Godmother, when I die, make of my clay a jar
[00:35.388]And when you are thirsty, drink from it
[00:41.131]And if you feel a shadow, a shadow touching your lips
[00:49.968]It's the kisses of your charro
[00:56.862]Pull the leather strip from your hair
[01:01.703]And your black tresses fall upon the dark skin of your shoulders
[01:10.885]Your dress embroidered with gold
[01:15.669]Moves like a choir of young girls, scarcely touching the ground
[01:23.604]My rope winds as the smoke rises
[01:30.372]Burning the horn of my saddle
[01:33.082]My rope winds as the evening sun sets
[01:39.531]And we bring in the cattle
[01:45.155]The traditions of the Charro are the same eternally
[01:53.620]No matter how much the horse changes
[01:58.315]No matter how much the horseman may want
[02:03.264]The cola is always the cola, the terna, the terna, the pial, the pial
[02:13.942]My rope winds as the smoke rises
[02:20.600]Burning the horn of my saddle
[02:23.457]My rope winds as the evening sun sets
[02:29.760]And we bring in the cattle
[02:48.562]For two seasons, I've picked the lettuce in Salinas
[02:53.674]The prunes in Santa Clara
[02:57.084]The oranges from the Ontario trees
[03:02.809]I've traded in my leather for the denim of my campesinos
[03:11.666]Godmother, I'll return home soon, you'll see
[03:16.512]And tonight in my dreams
[03:20.342]My rope winds as smoke rises
[03:26.905]Burning the horn of my saddle
[03:29.786]My rope winds as the evening sun sets
[03:36.012]And we bring in the cattle
[03:41.989]Godmother, when I die, make of my clay a jar
[03:49.715]And when you are thirsty, drink from it