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The numbers lead a dance
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I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
He may play the jack of diamonds
He may lay the queen of spades
He may conceal a king in his hand
While the memory of it fades
I know that the spades are swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
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And if I told you that I loved you
You'd maybe think there's something wrong
I'm not a man of too many faces
The mask I wear is one
Those who speak know nothing
And find out to their cost
Like those who curse their luck in too many places
And those who fear are lost
I know that the spades are swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
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I know that the spades are swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
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I know that the spades are swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
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Like those who curse their luck in too many places
And those who fear are lost
I know that the spades are swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
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第1个回答 2013-11-24
Shape of my heart 歌手:后街男孩 专辑:black and blue (2000) hmm, yeah, yeah baby, please try to forgive me stay here don't put out the glow hold me now don't bother if every minute it makes me weaker you can save me from the man that i've become oh yeah lookin' back on the things i've done i was tryin' to be someone i played my part, kept you in the dark now let me show you the shape of my heart sadness is beautiful, loneliness is tragical so help me i can't win this war oh no touch me now don't bother if every second it makes me weaker you can save me from the man i've become lookin' back on the things i've done i was tryin' to be someone i played my part, kept you in the dark now let me show you the shape of my heart i'm here with my confession got nothing to hide no more i don't know where to start but to show you the shape of my heart i'm lookin' back on things i've done i never wanna play the same old part i'll keep you in the dark now let me show you the shape of my heart lookin' back on the things i've done i was tryin' to be someone i played my part, kept you in the dark now let me show you the shape of my heart lookin' back on the things i've done i was tryin' to be someone i played my part, kept you in the dark now let me show you the shape of my heart show you the shape of my heart 宝贝,请试著原谅我 留在这儿,别让热情熄灭 拥抱我,如果你不介意 如果每一分钟都使我更虚弱 你可以拯救我,使我不至於那样 回顾过去的所作所为 我一直想出人头地 演好自己的角色 却将你留在黑暗中 现在,让你看看我心的形状 悲伤是美丽的 寂寞是可悲的 那麼,治愈我 我无法赢得这场战争 触摸我,如果你不介意 如果每一秒都使我更虚弱 你可以拯救我,使我不至於那样 我在此表白 再也无所掩饰 我不知道该从何开始 除了让你看看我心的形状 回想著过去的所作所为 绝对不再重蹈覆辙 或把你留在黑暗中 现在,让你看看我心的形状本回答被网友采纳
第2个回答 2015-09-23
《心之形》歌词
他把玩纸牌当作一种自我冥想
毫无疑问他是个出色的牌手
他从来不为金钱去玩纸牌,但他总能够赢
他也不是为了赢得尊敬或者荣誉去玩
他只是为了找到一个答案
为了找到那个关于一个庄严而神圣的几何图形的答案 (为了找到 自己的 心 的形状)
那个遵循一个隐藏的运算法则且出现的概率微乎其微的答案
纸牌上的数字跳起了舞,(为了找到这个答案,无休止的数字游戏,但他仍乐此不疲)
我知道黑桃是战士手上的剑, (我知道黑桃是牌手重要棋子)
我知道梅花也是战争的武器, (我知道梅花也是牌手另一张王牌)
我还知道在这纸牌艺术里方块意味着赢得金钱;
但这都不是我的 心 的 形状。。。
他手中握着一张“方块J”
在后面压着一张“黑桃Q”
他最后还藏着一张“老K”
但这些记忆已经渐渐淡去。。。
(重复歌词)
如果我告诉你我爱你
你可能会以为哪里出毛病了
其实我不是一个有多重身份而深藏不露的人
我的面具只有一个
其他那些说话的人他们什么也不知道
而且要想知道就要付出代价
代价就象他们的运气都会在某些时间某些地点受到诅咒
还有那些害怕我的人也会失败
我知道黑桃是战士手上的剑, (我知道黑桃是牌手重要棋子)
我知道梅花是战争的武器, (我知道梅花也是牌手另一张王牌)
我还知道在这纸牌艺术里方块意味着赢得金钱;
但这都不是我 心 的 形状。。。
He deals the cards as a meditation
And those he plays never suspect
He doesn't play for the money he wins
He doesn't play for respect
He deals the crads to find the answer
The sacred geometry of chance
The hidden law of a probable outcome
The numbers lead a dance
I know that the spades are swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
He may play the jack of diamonds
He may lay the queen of spades
He may conceal a king in his hand
While the memory of it fades
I know that the spades are swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
And if I told you that I loved you
You'd maybe think there's something wrong
I'm not a man of too many faces
The mask I wear is one
Those who speak know nothing
And find out to their cost
Like those who curse their luck in too many places
And those who fear are lost
I know that the spades are swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
他把玩纸牌当作一种自我冥想
毫无疑问他是个出色的牌手
他从来不为金钱去玩纸牌,但他总能够赢
他也不是为了赢得尊敬或者荣誉去玩
他只是为了找到一个答案
为了找到那个关于一个庄严而神圣的几何图形的答案 (为了找到 自己的 心 的形状)
那个遵循一个隐藏的运算法则且出现的概率微乎其微的答案
纸牌上的数字跳起了舞,(为了找到这个答案,无休止的数字游戏,但他仍乐此不疲)
我知道黑桃是战士手上的剑, (我知道黑桃是牌手重要棋子)
我知道梅花也是战争的武器, (我知道梅花也是牌手另一张王牌)
我还知道在这纸牌艺术里方块意味着赢得金钱;
但这都不是我的 心 的 形状。。。
他手中握着一张“方块J”
在后面压着一张“黑桃Q”
他最后还藏着一张“老K”
但这些记忆已经渐渐淡去。。。
(重复歌词)
如果我告诉你我爱你
你可能会以为哪里出毛病了
其实我不是一个有多重身份而深藏不露的人
我的面具只有一个
其他那些说话的人他们什么也不知道
而且要想知道就要付出代价
代价就象他们的运气都会在某些时间某些地点受到诅咒
还有那些害怕我的人也会失败
我知道黑桃是战士手上的剑, (我知道黑桃是牌手重要棋子)
我知道梅花是战争的武器, (我知道梅花也是牌手另一张王牌)
我还知道在这纸牌艺术里方块意味着赢得金钱;
但这都不是我 心 的 形状。。。
He deals the cards as a meditation
And those he plays never suspect
He doesn't play for the money he wins
He doesn't play for respect
He deals the crads to find the answer
The sacred geometry of chance
The hidden law of a probable outcome
The numbers lead a dance
I know that the spades are swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
He may play the jack of diamonds
He may lay the queen of spades
He may conceal a king in his hand
While the memory of it fades
I know that the spades are swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
And if I told you that I loved you
You'd maybe think there's something wrong
I'm not a man of too many faces
The mask I wear is one
Those who speak know nothing
And find out to their cost
Like those who curse their luck in too many places
And those who fear are lost
I know that the spades are swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart