ミュージックビデオ

特集

Procol Harumの「Procol Harum (2009 Remaster)」を聴こう。
ALBUMProcol Harum (2009 Remaster)Procol Harum
Procol HarumをフィーチャーしたProg Rock Essentialsを聴こう。
PLAYLISTProg Rock EssentialsApple Music Classic Rock
Procol HarumをフィーチャーしたProcol Harum Essentialsを聴こう。
PLAYLISTProcol Harum EssentialsApple Music Classic Rock
Procol HarumをフィーチャーしたJean-Louis Murat: Influencesを聴こう。
PLAYLISTJean-Louis Murat: InfluencesApple Music
Procol HarumをフィーチャーしたProcol Harum: Deep Cutsを聴こう。
PLAYLISTProcol Harum: Deep CutsApple Music Classic Rock
Procol HarumをフィーチャーしたJethro Tull: Influencesを聴こう。
PLAYLISTJethro Tull: InfluencesApple Music Classic Rock
Procol HarumをフィーチャーしたMaud Evelyne : Influencesを聴こう。
PLAYLISTMaud Evelyne : InfluencesApple Music

クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Procol Harum
Procol Harum
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gary Brooker
Gary Brooker
Composer
Keith Reid
Keith Reid
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Denny Cordell
Denny Cordell
Producer

歌詞

She wandered through the garden fence And said, "I've brought at great expense A potion guaranteed to bring Relief from all your suffering" And though I said, "You don't exist" She grasped me firmly by the wrist Threw me down upon my back Strapped me to her torture rack And without further argument I found my mind was also bent Upon a course so devious It only made my torment worse She said, "I see you cannot speak Is it your voice that is too weak? Is it your tongue that is to blame? Maybe you cannot speak for shame Or has your brain been idle too And now it will not think for you?" I hastened to make my reply But found that I could only lie Like a fool I believed myself And thought I was somebody else But she could see what I was then And left me on my own again Like a fool I believed myself And thought I was somebody else But she could see what I was then And left me on my own again She wandered through the garden fence And said, "I've brought at great expense A potion guaranteed to bring Relief from all your suffering" And though I said, "You don't exist" She grasped me firmly by the wrist Threw me down upon my back Strapped me to her torture rack And without further argument I found my mind is also bent Upon a course so devious It only made my torment worse
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