歌曲 | Koeeoaddi There |
歌手 | The Incredible String Band |
专辑 | The Hangman's Beautiful Daughter |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Williamson | |
The natural cards revolve ever changing, | |
Seeded elsewhere, planted in the garden fair, | |
Grow trees, grow trees. | |
Tongues of the sheer wind, | |
Setting your foot where the sand is untrodden, | |
The ocean that only begins. | |
Listen, a woman with a bulldozer built this house now. | |
Carving away the mountain whose name is your childhood home. | |
We were trying to buy it, buy it, buy it. | |
Someone was found, killed there, all bones, bones, dry bones. | |
Earth, water, fire and air | |
Met together in a garden fair, | |
Put in a basket bound with skin. | |
If you answer this riddle, | |
If you answer this riddle, | |
You'll never begin. | |
Born in a house where the doors shut tight, | |
Shadowy fingers on the curtains at night. | |
Cherry tree blossom, head high snow, | |
A busy main road where I wasn't to go. | |
I used to sit on the garden wall, | |
Say hello to people going by so tall. | |
Hello to the postman's stubbly skin, | |
Hello to the baker's stubbly grin. | |
Mrs. Thompson gave me a bear, | |
Brigitte and some people lived upstairs. | |
Skating on happy valley pond, | |
Various ministers and guards stood around. | |
The ice was nice, hello the invisible brethren, | |
And there was a tent you played cards with the soldiers in, | |
"Don't worry, we won't send anyone after you", they screamed. | |
But me and licorice saw the last of them one misty, twisty day, | |
Across the mournful morning moor, motoring away, | |
Singing "ladybird, ladybird what is your wish, | |
Your wish is not granted unless it's a fish. | |
Your wish is not granted unless it's a dish. | |
A fish on a dish is that what you wish." | |
Earth, water, fire and air | |
Met together in a garden fair, | |
Put in a basket bound with skin. | |
If you answer this riddle, | |
If you answer this riddle, | |
You'll never begin. |
zuo ci : Williamson | |
The natural cards revolve ever changing, | |
Seeded elsewhere, planted in the garden fair, | |
Grow trees, grow trees. | |
Tongues of the sheer wind, | |
Setting your foot where the sand is untrodden, | |
The ocean that only begins. | |
Listen, a woman with a bulldozer built this house now. | |
Carving away the mountain whose name is your childhood home. | |
We were trying to buy it, buy it, buy it. | |
Someone was found, killed there, all bones, bones, dry bones. | |
Earth, water, fire and air | |
Met together in a garden fair, | |
Put in a basket bound with skin. | |
If you answer this riddle, | |
If you answer this riddle, | |
You' ll never begin. | |
Born in a house where the doors shut tight, | |
Shadowy fingers on the curtains at night. | |
Cherry tree blossom, head high snow, | |
A busy main road where I wasn' t to go. | |
I used to sit on the garden wall, | |
Say hello to people going by so tall. | |
Hello to the postman' s stubbly skin, | |
Hello to the baker' s stubbly grin. | |
Mrs. Thompson gave me a bear, | |
Brigitte and some people lived upstairs. | |
Skating on happy valley pond, | |
Various ministers and guards stood around. | |
The ice was nice, hello the invisible brethren, | |
And there was a tent you played cards with the soldiers in, | |
" Don' t worry, we won' t send anyone after you", they screamed. | |
But me and licorice saw the last of them one misty, twisty day, | |
Across the mournful morning moor, motoring away, | |
Singing " ladybird, ladybird what is your wish, | |
Your wish is not granted unless it' s a fish. | |
Your wish is not granted unless it' s a dish. | |
A fish on a dish is that what you wish." | |
Earth, water, fire and air | |
Met together in a garden fair, | |
Put in a basket bound with skin. | |
If you answer this riddle, | |
If you answer this riddle, | |
You' ll never begin. |
zuò cí : Williamson | |
The natural cards revolve ever changing, | |
Seeded elsewhere, planted in the garden fair, | |
Grow trees, grow trees. | |
Tongues of the sheer wind, | |
Setting your foot where the sand is untrodden, | |
The ocean that only begins. | |
Listen, a woman with a bulldozer built this house now. | |
Carving away the mountain whose name is your childhood home. | |
We were trying to buy it, buy it, buy it. | |
Someone was found, killed there, all bones, bones, dry bones. | |
Earth, water, fire and air | |
Met together in a garden fair, | |
Put in a basket bound with skin. | |
If you answer this riddle, | |
If you answer this riddle, | |
You' ll never begin. | |
Born in a house where the doors shut tight, | |
Shadowy fingers on the curtains at night. | |
Cherry tree blossom, head high snow, | |
A busy main road where I wasn' t to go. | |
I used to sit on the garden wall, | |
Say hello to people going by so tall. | |
Hello to the postman' s stubbly skin, | |
Hello to the baker' s stubbly grin. | |
Mrs. Thompson gave me a bear, | |
Brigitte and some people lived upstairs. | |
Skating on happy valley pond, | |
Various ministers and guards stood around. | |
The ice was nice, hello the invisible brethren, | |
And there was a tent you played cards with the soldiers in, | |
" Don' t worry, we won' t send anyone after you", they screamed. | |
But me and licorice saw the last of them one misty, twisty day, | |
Across the mournful morning moor, motoring away, | |
Singing " ladybird, ladybird what is your wish, | |
Your wish is not granted unless it' s a fish. | |
Your wish is not granted unless it' s a dish. | |
A fish on a dish is that what you wish." | |
Earth, water, fire and air | |
Met together in a garden fair, | |
Put in a basket bound with skin. | |
If you answer this riddle, | |
If you answer this riddle, | |
You' ll never begin. |