歌曲 | In These Trenches |
歌手 | Ria Hall |
歌手 | Te Kahupakea Rolleston |
专辑 | Rules of Engagement |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Ria Hall/Te Kahupakea Rolleston | |
作曲 : Ria Hall/Te Kahupakea Rolleston | |
In the deep darkness of wars trenches I wait | |
As the weight of pen not patu now forges my fate | |
Of witchcraft and wicked words whistle | |
With the same subtle song as scorching shrapnel | |
Swiftly soaring | |
Will you rise? | |
By my side upon the incoming tides of Te Awanui | |
Will you rise? | |
To the sky like the flight of Tamanui | |
Because even as children | |
That in these trenches we learnt the lava flow of our ancestor’s blood that once spilled in | |
This land is what our bloodline’s instilled in | |
Our connection to this land forever more shall still live | |
The land remains and so too did we | |
With both patu and pen in hand I’m forever willing to bleed | |
For the land and the sea | |
I am them and they are me | |
As long as that’s the truth I will always be free | |
Mana Whenua |
zuo ci : Ria Hall Te Kahupakea Rolleston | |
zuo qu : Ria Hall Te Kahupakea Rolleston | |
In the deep darkness of wars trenches I wait | |
As the weight of pen not patu now forges my fate | |
Of witchcraft and wicked words whistle | |
With the same subtle song as scorching shrapnel | |
Swiftly soaring | |
Will you rise? | |
By my side upon the incoming tides of Te Awanui | |
Will you rise? | |
To the sky like the flight of Tamanui | |
Because even as children | |
That in these trenches we learnt the lava flow of our ancestor' s blood that once spilled in | |
This land is what our bloodline' s instilled in | |
Our connection to this land forever more shall still live | |
The land remains and so too did we | |
With both patu and pen in hand I' m forever willing to bleed | |
For the land and the sea | |
I am them and they are me | |
As long as that' s the truth I will always be free | |
Mana Whenua |
zuò cí : Ria Hall Te Kahupakea Rolleston | |
zuò qǔ : Ria Hall Te Kahupakea Rolleston | |
In the deep darkness of wars trenches I wait | |
As the weight of pen not patu now forges my fate | |
Of witchcraft and wicked words whistle | |
With the same subtle song as scorching shrapnel | |
Swiftly soaring | |
Will you rise? | |
By my side upon the incoming tides of Te Awanui | |
Will you rise? | |
To the sky like the flight of Tamanui | |
Because even as children | |
That in these trenches we learnt the lava flow of our ancestor' s blood that once spilled in | |
This land is what our bloodline' s instilled in | |
Our connection to this land forever more shall still live | |
The land remains and so too did we | |
With both patu and pen in hand I' m forever willing to bleed | |
For the land and the sea | |
I am them and they are me | |
As long as that' s the truth I will always be free | |
Mana Whenua |