專輯：柏林音樂會 (Live In Berlin)
歌曲：Moon Over Bourbon Street
作曲：Sting
There's a moon
over Bourbon Street tonight
I see faces as they pass
beneath the pale lamplight
I've no choice
but to follow that call
The bright lights,
the people,
and the moon and all
I pray everyday to be strong
For I know
what I do must be wrong
Oh you'll never see my shade
or hear the sound of my feet
While there's a moon
over Bourbon Street
It was many years ago
that I became what I am
I was trapped in this life
like an innocent lamb
Now I can never
show my face at noon
And you'll only
see me walking
by the light of the moon
The brim of my hat
hides the eye of a beast
I've the face of a sinner
but the hands of a priest
Oh you'll never see my shade
or hear the sound of my feet
While there's a moon
over Bourbon Street
She walks everyday
through the streets
of New Orleans
She's innocent and young
from a family of means
I have stood many times
outside her window at night
To struggle with my instinct
in the pale moonlight
How could I be this way
when I pray to God above
I must love what I destroy
and destroy the thing I love
Oh you'll never see my shade
or hear the sound of my feet
While there's a moon
over Bourbon Street
