音乐视频

制作

出演艺人
安妮・索菲・冯・ 奥特
安妮・索菲・冯・ 奥特
女中音
Svante Henryson
Svante Henryson
大提琴
Steve Nieve
Steve Nieve
钢片琴
本特 · 佛斯伯格
本特 · 佛斯伯格
钢琴
Mats Schubert
Mats Schubert
钢琴
Johan Lindström
Johan Lindström
吉他
Magnus Persson
Magnus Persson
打击乐
Michael Blair
Michael Blair
打击乐
Pat White
Pat White
富格鲁号
作曲和作词
埃尔文斯・科斯特洛
埃尔文斯・科斯特洛
作曲
Elvis Costello & Ensemble
Elvis Costello & Ensemble
编曲
制作和工程
埃尔文斯・科斯特洛
埃尔文斯・科斯特洛
制作人
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
母带工程师

歌词

I stole a glance at my reflection Though these days I tend to hurry by How pale the rose of my complexion How strange the knowing look that's in my eye But when the springtime was ablaze You took my hand, you held my gaze There is no wonder there, I learned my lesson well No need to wonder where that girl has gone There is a secret no one knows I set my face, I changed my clothes I dreamed I stood as you were passing Just as the horse-drawn carriage sped away Of petticoats in puddles dragging And my high-button boots were splashed with clay But when the summer was in flame You broke your word, denied my name There is no wonder there, I learned my lesson well No need to wonder where that girl has gone But as the winter drags along It blurs your sense of right and wrong There is no wonder there, I learned my lesson well No need to wonder where that girl has gone
Writer(s): Elvis Costello Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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