歌曲 | Rani Of Jhansi |
歌手 | Anjali |
专辑 | The World Of Lady A |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Bhatia | |
Feed the hindu dirty water | |
With the blood from the sacred cow | |
And what you gonna feed them now? | |
200 years without respite | |
200 years, yeah, we're always gonna fight | |
And what you gonna feed them now? | |
From udam singh to lakshmi bai | |
Spirit lives on and on | |
So don't forget what they did to you then | |
And don't ever let it happen again... | |
Happen again | |
And now the scars don't hurt so much | |
And you can forget what you did to us | |
In this utopian imperial world | |
And all the names, the pillages and the pain | |
From the black | |
In my eye to the blue in my veins | |
Spirit lives on and on and on and strong | |
So hold on to what you are | |
They'll never steal what you really are |
zuo qu : Bhatia | |
Feed the hindu dirty water | |
With the blood from the sacred cow | |
And what you gonna feed them now? | |
200 years without respite | |
200 years, yeah, we' re always gonna fight | |
And what you gonna feed them now? | |
From udam singh to lakshmi bai | |
Spirit lives on and on | |
So don' t forget what they did to you then | |
And don' t ever let it happen again... | |
Happen again | |
And now the scars don' t hurt so much | |
And you can forget what you did to us | |
In this utopian imperial world | |
And all the names, the pillages and the pain | |
From the black | |
In my eye to the blue in my veins | |
Spirit lives on and on and on and strong | |
So hold on to what you are | |
They' ll never steal what you really are |
zuò qǔ : Bhatia | |
Feed the hindu dirty water | |
With the blood from the sacred cow | |
And what you gonna feed them now? | |
200 years without respite | |
200 years, yeah, we' re always gonna fight | |
And what you gonna feed them now? | |
From udam singh to lakshmi bai | |
Spirit lives on and on | |
So don' t forget what they did to you then | |
And don' t ever let it happen again... | |
Happen again | |
And now the scars don' t hurt so much | |
And you can forget what you did to us | |
In this utopian imperial world | |
And all the names, the pillages and the pain | |
From the black | |
In my eye to the blue in my veins | |
Spirit lives on and on and on and strong | |
So hold on to what you are | |
They' ll never steal what you really are |