TheRose

He deals the cards as a meditation
And those he plays never suspect
He doesn't play for the money wins
He doesn't play for respect

He deals the cards to find the answer
The sacred geometry of chance
The hidden law of a probable outcome
The numbers lead a dance

I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart

He may play the jack of diamonds
He may lay the queen of spades
He may conceal a king in his hand
While the memory of it fades

I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
(*)That's not the shape, the shape of my heart

And if I told you that I loved you
You'd maybe think there's something wrong
I'm not a man of too many faces
The mask I wear is one

Well, those who speak know nothin'
And find out to their cost
Like those who curse their luck in too many places
And those who fear are lost

I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
(*)That's not the shape of my heart
That's not the shape, the shape of my heart

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彼は瞑想にふけるようにカードを配る
対戦相手は疑いもしない
彼が勝負に挑むのは
金のためでも名誉のためでもない

彼は答えを見つけるためにカードを配る
チャンスを織り成す聖なる幾何学
予測できる結末を導き出す隠れた法則
数字に踊らされる人々

わかってるよ
スペードは戦士の剣
クラブは戦いの武器
ダイヤはこの世界では金
だけどおれのハートはこんな形じゃない

彼はダイヤのジャックを切るだろうか
それともスペードのクイーンを出すだろうか
切り札にキングを隠しているのか
その存在すら忘れるほど長く

おれが君に「愛してる」と告げたら
君は何かの間違いだと思うだろう
おれはそんなにたくさんの顔は持ってない
被ってる仮面はひとつ

知識をひけらかす者ほど実は何も知らない
そしていつかしっぺ返しを食らう
自分の不運を嘆いてばかりいる奴らと同じ
そして　怖れる者は　負け

わかってるよ
スペードは戦士の剣
クラブは戦いの武器
ダイヤはこの世界では金
だけどおれのハートはこんな形じゃない