If a city
If a city
If a city is set upon a hill
Under the flight of birds
Over on the Downs
Are the flights of birdsong
If under the Golden Calf
Dozing buried under
Under the grass and moss
In the sweet shadow of that hill
If the middle of the well is a wing of glod
Down the passed path
Ang long along the way
Is a city
And if that city holds a man
And in that man
Is a city on the heights of all the planets
That have uprised
And upset the stars
And in that woman
Who circles that city
Her musk trace sliver
Under her feet
If the city street is silent
And mute dogs surround
The woman who circles the city
In the field she lies
And over her bed
Shakes beyond the daisies
Of the city wall
Beyond past the flowers
That flow like queens
Into the city set upon a height
The pitchforks by home
In the throat of the corn
His eyes; the colours
Of clouds at nights
If before the sunflowers
Drowned by those suns
If by those flowers
The city is unwell
I am still there
Inside you like a city
And if the city gate is shut
In the day and not the night
If the peacock is banished
And burns with a song
If under God's wing
By the jawbone and hee-haw
The donkey creeps silently
Through the door in the hall
Then plague and mice
And the woodlice stream
If A City... - [Unknown Artist]
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[00:00.000]作曲 : Current 93
[00:37.175]If a city
[00:41.646]If a city
[00:46.278]If a city is set upon a hill
[00:54.634]Under the flight of birds
[00:59.039]Over on the Downs
[01:04.700]Are the flights of birdsong
[01:13.862]If under the Golden Calf
[01:17.726]Dozing buried under
[01:23.480]Under the grass and moss
[01:30.956]In the sweet shadow of that hill
[01:39.879]If the middle of the well is a wing of glod
[01:49.528]Down the passed path
[01:53.322]Ang long along the way
[01:57.797]Is a city
[02:01.897]And if that city holds a man
[02:11.017]And in that man
[02:15.782]Is a city on the heights of all the planets
[02:25.918]That have uprised
[02:29.722]And upset the stars
[02:34.303]And in that woman
[02:38.689]Who circles that city
[02:43.143]Her musk trace sliver
[02:47.511]Under her feet
[02:52.187]If the city street is silent
[02:56.692]And mute dogs surround
[03:02.143]The woman who circles the city
[03:09.764]In the field she lies
[03:14.184]And over her bed
[03:18.782]Shakes beyond the daisies
[03:22.965]Of the city wall
[03:27.872]Beyond past the flowers
[03:32.342]That flow like queens
[03:37.799]Into the city set upon a height
[03:46.688]The pitchforks by home
[03:50.734]In the throat of the corn
[03:55.229]His eyes; the colours
[03:59.823]Of clouds at nights
[04:04.436]If before the sunflowers
[04:08.651]Drowned by those suns
[04:13.356]If by those flowers
[04:17.165]The city is unwell
[04:21.660]I am still there
[04:26.183]Inside you like a city
[04:30.767]And if the city gate is shut
[04:35.137]In the day and not the night
[04:39.486]If the peacock is banished
[04:44.000]And burns with a song
[04:50.220]If under God's wing
[04:54.353]By the jawbone and hee-haw
[04:58.760]The donkey creeps silently
[05:03.210]Through the door in the hall
[05:07.648]Then plague and mice
[05:12.127]And the woodlice stream
移調 原調
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作曲 : Current 93
GmCmD#GmCmGm
If a city
D#GmD#GmCD#m
If a city
CEmD#CEmD#EmCGmBGm
If a city is set upon a hill
DAGmCmD#
Under the flight of birds
F#mEmD#EmD#EmD#Em
Over on the Downs
DmD#EmGmCEmGD#EmGEmCEmG
Are the flights of birdsong
GmCEm
If under the Golden Calf
CDGmEmD#G
Dozing buried under
D#FmGmBEmD#DGmD#EmFmGm
Under the grass and moss
CGmGGmGGmD#GmF#mD#DGGm
In the sweet shadow of that hill
CEmD#CGGmGCCmD#Em
If the middle of the well is a wing of glod
CD#EmGmCD
Down the passed path
GD#GmD#EmD#Cm
Ang long along the way
GmD#GEmCGmDm
Is a city
GmGGmCGmCGGmEmGmG
And if that city holds a man
DmGGmD#C
And in that man
GmEmD#EmCCmGmF#mEmCGDCCmEm
Is a city on the heights of all the planets
DmGmEmCEm
That have uprised
CEmCGmEmD#EmD
And upset the stars
EmDGmEmD#
And in that woman
GGmD#CGm
Who circles that city
GGmDCD#Gm
Her musk trace sliver
EmCEmCD#
Under her feet
GGmEmCGmCGm
If the city street is silent
D#EmCGGmC
And mute dogs surround
D#EmGmCD#DGmD#
The woman who circles the city
GmCCmEmGm
In the field she lies
GGmCGmD#Gm
And over her bed
EmCGmEmC
Shakes beyond the daisies
GmGGmGGmGEm
Of the city wall
GCmEmCGmC
Beyond past the flowers
CmCD#Gm
That flow like queens
D#GCEmGEmCCmGD#GGmG
Into the city set upon a height
CGmCEmGmDEm
The pitchforks by home
GmF#mGD#EmGm
In the throat of the corn
EmGmG
His eyes; the colours
EmCGmCD#
Of clouds at nights
GmCmGCEm
If before the sunflowers
CGmEmCF#mEmC
Drowned by those suns
GmCmEm
If by those flowers
CGmCmGmCEm
The city is unwell
GmEmGCmEmGmCGm
I am still there
D#CEmD#C
Inside you like a city
EmCmD#EmC
And if the city gate is shut
F#mD#DF
In the day and not the night
CCmEm
If the peacock is banished
D#EmGmCEmC
And burns with a song
EmGmD#EmCEm
If under God's wing
Gm
By the jawbone and hee-haw
EmD#CEmC
The donkey creeps silently
GEmGmCEm
Through the door in the hall
DCF#mD#GmEm
Then plague and mice
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And the woodlice stream
和弦由 AI 自動分析音訊產生（自動辨識，僅供參考）。
AI 從音訊辨識的主旋律（以 G 調為 1，數字上下點為高低八度）。為自動估計、個別音可能有誤，僅供哼唱抓調參考，非正式樂譜。彈唱請看「和弦」分頁。
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曲解析
《If A City...》調性為 G 小調、速度約每分鐘 108 拍、整體情緒沉靜。主要和弦為 Gm、G、C、Em。（以上為 AI 音訊分析，僅供參考）
歌詞解析
AI 依歌詞文本生成主旨、情緒、意象與重點句解讀（產生後永久保存）。
魔鏡站長解析
站長私房短評：打動人的地方、適合什麼時刻聽（產生後永久保存）。
歌曲冷知識
AI 依歌詞整理 3-4 點有趣觀察（產生後永久保存）。