歌曲 | Lions and Tigers |
歌手 | Asobi Seksu |
专辑 | Citrus |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Asobi Seksu | |
Send the kids to the garden | |
the cypresses burdened down | |
to make a perfect pair | |
spread on a blanket | |
the angels wasting their tears | |
when your wet face turns to cheer | |
Tiny little voices won't take nothing from no one | |
Tiny little fingers won't pull nothing from nowhere | |
The children are begging | |
the smiling rain clouds | |
to please reflect my tears | |
leaves fall from nowhere | |
I won't beg your pardon | |
I won't be there when you laugh | |
Tiny little voices won't take nothing from no one | |
Tiny little fingers won't pull nothing from nowhere | |
And find a way to set them straight | |
these kids are all begging to trade | |
their ghosts away and let them fade and let them... | |
All of their open smiles just sit and wait, to sing a brutal song |
zuo qu : Asobi Seksu | |
Send the kids to the garden | |
the cypresses burdened down | |
to make a perfect pair | |
spread on a blanket | |
the angels wasting their tears | |
when your wet face turns to cheer | |
Tiny little voices won' t take nothing from no one | |
Tiny little fingers won' t pull nothing from nowhere | |
The children are begging | |
the smiling rain clouds | |
to please reflect my tears | |
leaves fall from nowhere | |
I won' t beg your pardon | |
I won' t be there when you laugh | |
Tiny little voices won' t take nothing from no one | |
Tiny little fingers won' t pull nothing from nowhere | |
And find a way to set them straight | |
these kids are all begging to trade | |
their ghosts away and let them fade and let them... | |
All of their open smiles just sit and wait, to sing a brutal song |
zuò qǔ : Asobi Seksu | |
Send the kids to the garden | |
the cypresses burdened down | |
to make a perfect pair | |
spread on a blanket | |
the angels wasting their tears | |
when your wet face turns to cheer | |
Tiny little voices won' t take nothing from no one | |
Tiny little fingers won' t pull nothing from nowhere | |
The children are begging | |
the smiling rain clouds | |
to please reflect my tears | |
leaves fall from nowhere | |
I won' t beg your pardon | |
I won' t be there when you laugh | |
Tiny little voices won' t take nothing from no one | |
Tiny little fingers won' t pull nothing from nowhere | |
And find a way to set them straight | |
these kids are all begging to trade | |
their ghosts away and let them fade and let them... | |
All of their open smiles just sit and wait, to sing a brutal song |