歌曲 | Bravitzlana Rubakalva |
歌手 | Mariee Sioux |
专辑 | Faces in the Rocks |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Sioux | |
Bravitzlana Rubakalva is a country I made for us | |
Bravitzlana Rubakalva our very own country | |
In Bravitzlana Rubakalva we will build cabins | |
Of redwood heart and old elm eyes | |
Floors and walls of crystal | |
And we will sing around the fiery tree stumps | |
We will play the woods | |
And in Bravitzlana Rubakalva | |
Our gray hair it will not burn | |
No, no, no our gray hair it will not burn | |
And we will, we will, we will drop our lanterns in the darkness | |
We will dance all bright in fire | |
We will drop our lanterns in the darkness | |
We will dance all bright in fire | |
And we will waltz with them red flickers | |
Red, orange, red, one, two, one, two, three, one, two, three... | |
Bravitzlana Rubakalva our very own country | |
In Bravitzlana Rubakalva we have see-through bellies | |
Where we can, where we can watch all the miracles happening | |
We can watch our organs clapping | |
We can, we can, we can watch our bread dissolving | |
We can watch our cells dividing | |
And we can see our babies floating | |
We can watch them form from nothing | |
Sit back and just watch them form from nothing | |
We can, and we can, and we can, and we can | |
We can watch our blood rushing | |
Rushing past the walls of our canyons | |
And we can watch each others muscles dancing | |
As we lay in each others arms | |
'Cause in Bravitzlana Rubakalva | |
Our arms ain't attached to bodies |
zuo qu : Sioux | |
Bravitzlana Rubakalva is a country I made for us | |
Bravitzlana Rubakalva our very own country | |
In Bravitzlana Rubakalva we will build cabins | |
Of redwood heart and old elm eyes | |
Floors and walls of crystal | |
And we will sing around the fiery tree stumps | |
We will play the woods | |
And in Bravitzlana Rubakalva | |
Our gray hair it will not burn | |
No, no, no our gray hair it will not burn | |
And we will, we will, we will drop our lanterns in the darkness | |
We will dance all bright in fire | |
We will drop our lanterns in the darkness | |
We will dance all bright in fire | |
And we will waltz with them red flickers | |
Red, orange, red, one, two, one, two, three, one, two, three... | |
Bravitzlana Rubakalva our very own country | |
In Bravitzlana Rubakalva we have seethrough bellies | |
Where we can, where we can watch all the miracles happening | |
We can watch our organs clapping | |
We can, we can, we can watch our bread dissolving | |
We can watch our cells dividing | |
And we can see our babies floating | |
We can watch them form from nothing | |
Sit back and just watch them form from nothing | |
We can, and we can, and we can, and we can | |
We can watch our blood rushing | |
Rushing past the walls of our canyons | |
And we can watch each others muscles dancing | |
As we lay in each others arms | |
' Cause in Bravitzlana Rubakalva | |
Our arms ain' t attached to bodies |
zuò qǔ : Sioux | |
Bravitzlana Rubakalva is a country I made for us | |
Bravitzlana Rubakalva our very own country | |
In Bravitzlana Rubakalva we will build cabins | |
Of redwood heart and old elm eyes | |
Floors and walls of crystal | |
And we will sing around the fiery tree stumps | |
We will play the woods | |
And in Bravitzlana Rubakalva | |
Our gray hair it will not burn | |
No, no, no our gray hair it will not burn | |
And we will, we will, we will drop our lanterns in the darkness | |
We will dance all bright in fire | |
We will drop our lanterns in the darkness | |
We will dance all bright in fire | |
And we will waltz with them red flickers | |
Red, orange, red, one, two, one, two, three, one, two, three... | |
Bravitzlana Rubakalva our very own country | |
In Bravitzlana Rubakalva we have seethrough bellies | |
Where we can, where we can watch all the miracles happening | |
We can watch our organs clapping | |
We can, we can, we can watch our bread dissolving | |
We can watch our cells dividing | |
And we can see our babies floating | |
We can watch them form from nothing | |
Sit back and just watch them form from nothing | |
We can, and we can, and we can, and we can | |
We can watch our blood rushing | |
Rushing past the walls of our canyons | |
And we can watch each others muscles dancing | |
As we lay in each others arms | |
' Cause in Bravitzlana Rubakalva | |
Our arms ain' t attached to bodies |