| 歌曲 | Zen Archer |
| 歌手 | Todd Rundgren |
| 专辑 | Back to the Bars |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Rundgren | |
| Pretty bird with feathers falling | |
| Pretty as a lady calling | |
| For her pink and midnight lover | |
| As she stares into the water | |
| And a yellow moon is rising | |
| And there can't be no disguising | |
| That the pretty bird is dying | |
| With a silver arrow lying at its side | |
| Rivers of blood, | |
| Oceans of tears, | |
| Life without death, | |
| And death without reason | |
| To the whole united nations, | |
| To your greatest expectations | |
| To the moment that you realize | |
| As a dark figure slips from out of the shadow | |
| Pretty bird closes its eyes, pretty bird dies | |
| Another pretty thing dead on the end of the shaft | |
| Of the zen archer | |
| A man in parts forgotten | |
| With an outlook that is rotten | |
| And an attitude to match it | |
| Finds relief inside a hatchet | |
| And he halved someone in boulder | |
| Justifiability is in the hands of the beholder | |
| And you just don't know what people will do next | |
| Mountains of pain, | |
| Valleys of love, | |
| Death without life, | |
| And life without meaning | |
| To the promise kept and broken | |
| To the love that's never spoken | |
| Just as surely as i'm in your ears | |
| A dark figure slips from out of the shadow |
| zuo qu : Rundgren | |
| Pretty bird with feathers falling | |
| Pretty as a lady calling | |
| For her pink and midnight lover | |
| As she stares into the water | |
| And a yellow moon is rising | |
| And there can' t be no disguising | |
| That the pretty bird is dying | |
| With a silver arrow lying at its side | |
| Rivers of blood, | |
| Oceans of tears, | |
| Life without death, | |
| And death without reason | |
| To the whole united nations, | |
| To your greatest expectations | |
| To the moment that you realize | |
| As a dark figure slips from out of the shadow | |
| Pretty bird closes its eyes, pretty bird dies | |
| Another pretty thing dead on the end of the shaft | |
| Of the zen archer | |
| A man in parts forgotten | |
| With an outlook that is rotten | |
| And an attitude to match it | |
| Finds relief inside a hatchet | |
| And he halved someone in boulder | |
| Justifiability is in the hands of the beholder | |
| And you just don' t know what people will do next | |
| Mountains of pain, | |
| Valleys of love, | |
| Death without life, | |
| And life without meaning | |
| To the promise kept and broken | |
| To the love that' s never spoken | |
| Just as surely as i' m in your ears | |
| A dark figure slips from out of the shadow |
| zuò qǔ : Rundgren | |
| Pretty bird with feathers falling | |
| Pretty as a lady calling | |
| For her pink and midnight lover | |
| As she stares into the water | |
| And a yellow moon is rising | |
| And there can' t be no disguising | |
| That the pretty bird is dying | |
| With a silver arrow lying at its side | |
| Rivers of blood, | |
| Oceans of tears, | |
| Life without death, | |
| And death without reason | |
| To the whole united nations, | |
| To your greatest expectations | |
| To the moment that you realize | |
| As a dark figure slips from out of the shadow | |
| Pretty bird closes its eyes, pretty bird dies | |
| Another pretty thing dead on the end of the shaft | |
| Of the zen archer | |
| A man in parts forgotten | |
| With an outlook that is rotten | |
| And an attitude to match it | |
| Finds relief inside a hatchet | |
| And he halved someone in boulder | |
| Justifiability is in the hands of the beholder | |
| And you just don' t know what people will do next | |
| Mountains of pain, | |
| Valleys of love, | |
| Death without life, | |
| And life without meaning | |
| To the promise kept and broken | |
| To the love that' s never spoken | |
| Just as surely as i' m in your ears | |
| A dark figure slips from out of the shadow |