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| + | == Teachers == | ||
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| + | I met a man who lost his mind<br/> | ||
| + | In some lost place I had to find<br/> | ||
| + | Follow me the wise man said<br/> | ||
| + | But he walked behind<br/> | ||
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| − | + | I walked into a hospital<br/> | |
| + | Where none were sick and none was well,<br/> | ||
| + | When at night the Sisters left<br/> | ||
| + | I could not walk at all.<br/> | ||
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| + | Some girls wander by mistake<br/> | ||
| + | Into the mess that scalpals make.<br/> | ||
| + | Are you the teachers of my heart<br/> | ||
| + | We teach old hearts to break.<br/> | ||
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| + | A met a woman long ago<br/> | ||
| + | Her hair the black the black can go<br/> | ||
| + | Are you the teacher of the heart?<br/> | ||
| + | Soft she whispered, no<br/> | ||
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| + | I met a girl across the sea,<br/> | ||
| + | Her hair the gold that gold could be.<br/> | ||
| + | Are you the teacher of the heart?<br/> | ||
| + | Yes, but not for thee.<br/> | ||
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| + | I spent my hatred every place,<br/> | ||
| + | On every work, on every face<br/> | ||
| + | Is my passion perfect,<br/> | ||
| + | No! Do it once again.<br/> | ||
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| + | Oh teachers are my lessons done?<br/> | ||
| + | I cannot do another one,<br/> | ||
| + | They laughed and laughed and laughed and said,<br/> | ||
| + | Child are your lessons done?<br/> | ||
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| + | I was handsome, I was strong,<br/> | ||
| + | I knew the words of every song<br/> | ||
| + | Did my singing please you?<br/> | ||
| + | No, the words you sang were wrong<br/> | ||
Revision as of 03:06, 16 October 2009
Originally by Leonard Cohen
Words & Lyrics: Leonard Cohen
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Teachers
I met a man who lost his mind
In some lost place I had to find
Follow me the wise man said
But he walked behind
I walked into a hospital
Where none were sick and none was well,
When at night the Sisters left
I could not walk at all.
Some girls wander by mistake
Into the mess that scalpals make.
Are you the teachers of my heart
We teach old hearts to break.
A met a woman long ago
Her hair the black the black can go
Are you the teacher of the heart?
Soft she whispered, no
I met a girl across the sea,
Her hair the gold that gold could be.
Are you the teacher of the heart?
Yes, but not for thee.
I spent my hatred every place,
On every work, on every face
Is my passion perfect,
No! Do it once again.
Oh teachers are my lessons done?
I cannot do another one,
They laughed and laughed and laughed and said,
Child are your lessons done?
I was handsome, I was strong,
I knew the words of every song
Did my singing please you?
No, the words you sang were wrong
