歌曲 | Three Is a Green Crown |
歌手 | The Incredible String Band |
专辑 | The Hangman's Beautiful Daughter |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Williamson | |
Not with the lips of skin nor yet with the lips of dark snow | |
But let the white dove sing | |
Of the body of life of the lover whose love is complete | |
Hold hands out to greet ah let not the swan be brought low | |
For all that is moving is moved by her hands | |
She is mirrored for ever in the life of the lands | |
In the building of thoughts in the shifting sands | |
Life life remembering | |
Well here you are now o now you are here | |
Well how has it been so far | |
The hair and the fur | |
Lemons, frankinscence, and myrhh | |
For all that is moving is moved by her hands | |
She is mirrored for ever in the life of the lands | |
In the building of thoughts in the shifting sands | |
Let the cracked crystal raindrop be merged in the sea | |
Silent shining thoughtless free | |
but close your eyes to find the golden flower | |
And open them to see the sunshine shower | |
Where the flowers are free and the fishes ask | |
Ah what can water be | |
She beareth thought she beareth visions | |
Speaking truth in contradictions | |
Dreams of pain dreams of laughter | |
And every action follows after | |
O second self o gate of the soft mystery | |
I'll love you if you'll love me; o guide me | |
With the gold of gabriel's wing grant me the tongue | |
That all the earth does sing | |
Vibrating light forever one the sun | |
The book of life is open to us | |
There'll be no secrets left between us |
zuo ci : Williamson | |
Not with the lips of skin nor yet with the lips of dark snow | |
But let the white dove sing | |
Of the body of life of the lover whose love is complete | |
Hold hands out to greet ah let not the swan be brought low | |
For all that is moving is moved by her hands | |
She is mirrored for ever in the life of the lands | |
In the building of thoughts in the shifting sands | |
Life life remembering | |
Well here you are now o now you are here | |
Well how has it been so far | |
The hair and the fur | |
Lemons, frankinscence, and myrhh | |
For all that is moving is moved by her hands | |
She is mirrored for ever in the life of the lands | |
In the building of thoughts in the shifting sands | |
Let the cracked crystal raindrop be merged in the sea | |
Silent shining thoughtless free | |
but close your eyes to find the golden flower | |
And open them to see the sunshine shower | |
Where the flowers are free and the fishes ask | |
Ah what can water be | |
She beareth thought she beareth visions | |
Speaking truth in contradictions | |
Dreams of pain dreams of laughter | |
And every action follows after | |
O second self o gate of the soft mystery | |
I' ll love you if you' ll love me o guide me | |
With the gold of gabriel' s wing grant me the tongue | |
That all the earth does sing | |
Vibrating light forever one the sun | |
The book of life is open to us | |
There' ll be no secrets left between us |
zuò cí : Williamson | |
Not with the lips of skin nor yet with the lips of dark snow | |
But let the white dove sing | |
Of the body of life of the lover whose love is complete | |
Hold hands out to greet ah let not the swan be brought low | |
For all that is moving is moved by her hands | |
She is mirrored for ever in the life of the lands | |
In the building of thoughts in the shifting sands | |
Life life remembering | |
Well here you are now o now you are here | |
Well how has it been so far | |
The hair and the fur | |
Lemons, frankinscence, and myrhh | |
For all that is moving is moved by her hands | |
She is mirrored for ever in the life of the lands | |
In the building of thoughts in the shifting sands | |
Let the cracked crystal raindrop be merged in the sea | |
Silent shining thoughtless free | |
but close your eyes to find the golden flower | |
And open them to see the sunshine shower | |
Where the flowers are free and the fishes ask | |
Ah what can water be | |
She beareth thought she beareth visions | |
Speaking truth in contradictions | |
Dreams of pain dreams of laughter | |
And every action follows after | |
O second self o gate of the soft mystery | |
I' ll love you if you' ll love me o guide me | |
With the gold of gabriel' s wing grant me the tongue | |
That all the earth does sing | |
Vibrating light forever one the sun | |
The book of life is open to us | |
There' ll be no secrets left between us |