歌曲 | Winter Wine |
歌手 | Caravan |
专辑 | Live in Nottingham |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Richard Coughlan & Pye Hastings & Richard Sinclair & David Sinclair | |
作词 : Coughlan, Hastings, Hastings ... | |
Winter Wine | |
How you're always flowing, blowing in my mind | |
Like a stream, these magic waters move me to a dream | |
Of travelling with you, drifting carefree | |
Dropping downward through fresh grasses | |
Bubbles merrily as it passes | |
Never knowing where you're going | |
Carry me with you | |
Carry me with you | |
Be conjured up in a midnight dream | |
Ancient castles dark | |
As wandering minstrels play tunes of yesterday | |
When dragons roamed the land | |
Knights in armour cold charged on horseback bold | |
The maids were saved, the dragons slain | |
Sail scene, sea green | |
Sailing forward to a new land | |
Treasure waits, paradise gates | |
For the taking, don't start waking | |
All you need, but take heed | |
Remember it pays to pay the sandman well | |
Make no fuss, for you must – in stardust | |
He puts all the colours in your dreams | |
Bells chime three times | |
Naked dancers enter slowly | |
Smoky room, scented gloom | |
Audience eating, fat men drinking | |
Candles burn, a dull red light | |
Illuminates the breasts of four young girls | |
Dancing, prancing, provoking | |
Dreams are always ending far too soon | |
Life's too short to be sad | |
Wishing things you'll never have | |
You're better off not dreaming of the things to come | |
Dreams are always ending far too soon | |
Sounds of a distant melody | |
Once played, lost from memory | |
Funny how it's clearer now you're close to me | |
We'll be together all the time | |
Sounds of a distant melody | |
Once played, lost from memory | |
Funny how it's clearer now you're close to me | |
We'll be together all the time | |
Sail scene, sea green | |
Sailing forward to a new land | |
Treasure waits, paradise gates | |
For the taking, don't start waking | |
All you need, but take heed | |
Remember it pays to pay the sandman well | |
Make no fuss, for you must – in stardust | |
He puts all the colours in your dreams |
zuo qu : Richard Coughlan Pye Hastings Richard Sinclair David Sinclair | |
zuo ci : Coughlan, Hastings, Hastings ... | |
Winter Wine | |
How you' re always flowing, blowing in my mind | |
Like a stream, these magic waters move me to a dream | |
Of travelling with you, drifting carefree | |
Dropping downward through fresh grasses | |
Bubbles merrily as it passes | |
Never knowing where you' re going | |
Carry me with you | |
Carry me with you | |
Be conjured up in a midnight dream | |
Ancient castles dark | |
As wandering minstrels play tunes of yesterday | |
When dragons roamed the land | |
Knights in armour cold charged on horseback bold | |
The maids were saved, the dragons slain | |
Sail scene, sea green | |
Sailing forward to a new land | |
Treasure waits, paradise gates | |
For the taking, don' t start waking | |
All you need, but take heed | |
Remember it pays to pay the sandman well | |
Make no fuss, for you must in stardust | |
He puts all the colours in your dreams | |
Bells chime three times | |
Naked dancers enter slowly | |
Smoky room, scented gloom | |
Audience eating, fat men drinking | |
Candles burn, a dull red light | |
Illuminates the breasts of four young girls | |
Dancing, prancing, provoking | |
Dreams are always ending far too soon | |
Life' s too short to be sad | |
Wishing things you' ll never have | |
You' re better off not dreaming of the things to come | |
Dreams are always ending far too soon | |
Sounds of a distant melody | |
Once played, lost from memory | |
Funny how it' s clearer now you' re close to me | |
We' ll be together all the time | |
Sounds of a distant melody | |
Once played, lost from memory | |
Funny how it' s clearer now you' re close to me | |
We' ll be together all the time | |
Sail scene, sea green | |
Sailing forward to a new land | |
Treasure waits, paradise gates | |
For the taking, don' t start waking | |
All you need, but take heed | |
Remember it pays to pay the sandman well | |
Make no fuss, for you must in stardust | |
He puts all the colours in your dreams |
zuò qǔ : Richard Coughlan Pye Hastings Richard Sinclair David Sinclair | |
zuò cí : Coughlan, Hastings, Hastings ... | |
Winter Wine | |
How you' re always flowing, blowing in my mind | |
Like a stream, these magic waters move me to a dream | |
Of travelling with you, drifting carefree | |
Dropping downward through fresh grasses | |
Bubbles merrily as it passes | |
Never knowing where you' re going | |
Carry me with you | |
Carry me with you | |
Be conjured up in a midnight dream | |
Ancient castles dark | |
As wandering minstrels play tunes of yesterday | |
When dragons roamed the land | |
Knights in armour cold charged on horseback bold | |
The maids were saved, the dragons slain | |
Sail scene, sea green | |
Sailing forward to a new land | |
Treasure waits, paradise gates | |
For the taking, don' t start waking | |
All you need, but take heed | |
Remember it pays to pay the sandman well | |
Make no fuss, for you must in stardust | |
He puts all the colours in your dreams | |
Bells chime three times | |
Naked dancers enter slowly | |
Smoky room, scented gloom | |
Audience eating, fat men drinking | |
Candles burn, a dull red light | |
Illuminates the breasts of four young girls | |
Dancing, prancing, provoking | |
Dreams are always ending far too soon | |
Life' s too short to be sad | |
Wishing things you' ll never have | |
You' re better off not dreaming of the things to come | |
Dreams are always ending far too soon | |
Sounds of a distant melody | |
Once played, lost from memory | |
Funny how it' s clearer now you' re close to me | |
We' ll be together all the time | |
Sounds of a distant melody | |
Once played, lost from memory | |
Funny how it' s clearer now you' re close to me | |
We' ll be together all the time | |
Sail scene, sea green | |
Sailing forward to a new land | |
Treasure waits, paradise gates | |
For the taking, don' t start waking | |
All you need, but take heed | |
Remember it pays to pay the sandman well | |
Make no fuss, for you must in stardust | |
He puts all the colours in your dreams |