Tyrant-Tula 歌词
| 歌曲 | Tyrant-Tula |
| 歌手 | Renaissance |
| 专辑 | Camera Camera |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Camp, Dunford | |
| It is nothing to live as we do | |
| Day to day we roam | |
| Heart without a home of our own | |
| Dust and passion lay in our throats | |
| Revenge in each word that spoke | |
| Childrens eyes fill our minds as we smoke | |
| Chorus: | |
| But somewhere out in the desert a figure moves at speed | |
| And in his heart he carries the message that they need | |
| We move against the tyrant | |
| Words fall from his lips | |
| The fire inside their eyes is lit | |
| At daybreak freedom calls | |
| We answer as one | |
| From hiding in the hills we enter the burning sun | |
| Danger fills the air and the dawn | |
| Holds a sweet but stale perfume | |
| Women know that soon they may lose | |
| What good are men that love but our slaves | |
| In a country they once called their own? | |
| As they kissed goodbye they have flown | |
| Chorus ii | |
| To be there out in the desert as horses move at speed | |
| And in each heart is carried the message that they need | |
| We move against the tyrant | |
| Words fall from his lips | |
| The fire inside their eyes is lit | |
| At daybreak freedom called | |
| We answered as one | |
| From hiding in the hills we entered the gripping sun | |
| Instrumental | |
| Repeat second part of chorus i |
| zuo ci : Camp, Dunford | |
| It is nothing to live as we do | |
| Day to day we roam | |
| Heart without a home of our own | |
| Dust and passion lay in our throats | |
| Revenge in each word that spoke | |
| Childrens eyes fill our minds as we smoke | |
| Chorus: | |
| But somewhere out in the desert a figure moves at speed | |
| And in his heart he carries the message that they need | |
| We move against the tyrant | |
| Words fall from his lips | |
| The fire inside their eyes is lit | |
| At daybreak freedom calls | |
| We answer as one | |
| From hiding in the hills we enter the burning sun | |
| Danger fills the air and the dawn | |
| Holds a sweet but stale perfume | |
| Women know that soon they may lose | |
| What good are men that love but our slaves | |
| In a country they once called their own? | |
| As they kissed goodbye they have flown | |
| Chorus ii | |
| To be there out in the desert as horses move at speed | |
| And in each heart is carried the message that they need | |
| We move against the tyrant | |
| Words fall from his lips | |
| The fire inside their eyes is lit | |
| At daybreak freedom called | |
| We answered as one | |
| From hiding in the hills we entered the gripping sun | |
| Instrumental | |
| Repeat second part of chorus i |
| zuò cí : Camp, Dunford | |
| It is nothing to live as we do | |
| Day to day we roam | |
| Heart without a home of our own | |
| Dust and passion lay in our throats | |
| Revenge in each word that spoke | |
| Childrens eyes fill our minds as we smoke | |
| Chorus: | |
| But somewhere out in the desert a figure moves at speed | |
| And in his heart he carries the message that they need | |
| We move against the tyrant | |
| Words fall from his lips | |
| The fire inside their eyes is lit | |
| At daybreak freedom calls | |
| We answer as one | |
| From hiding in the hills we enter the burning sun | |
| Danger fills the air and the dawn | |
| Holds a sweet but stale perfume | |
| Women know that soon they may lose | |
| What good are men that love but our slaves | |
| In a country they once called their own? | |
| As they kissed goodbye they have flown | |
| Chorus ii | |
| To be there out in the desert as horses move at speed | |
| And in each heart is carried the message that they need | |
| We move against the tyrant | |
| Words fall from his lips | |
| The fire inside their eyes is lit | |
| At daybreak freedom called | |
| We answered as one | |
| From hiding in the hills we entered the gripping sun | |
| Instrumental | |
| Repeat second part of chorus i |
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