歌曲 | Il Adore |
歌手 | Boy George |
专辑 | Cheapness And Beauty |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : O`DOWD, GEORGE/THEMIS, JOHN | |
Mother clutches the head of her dying son | |
Anger and tears, so many things to feel | |
Sensitive boy, good with his hands | |
Noone mentions the unmentionable, but everybody understands | |
Here in this cold white room | |
Tied up to these machines | |
It's hard to imagine him as he used to be | |
Laughing screaming tumbling queen | |
Like the most amazing light show you've ever seen | |
Whirling swirling never blue | |
How could you go and die, what a lonely thing to do | |
Silence equals death, this is what they say | |
But the anger and the tears do not take the pain away | |
How far must it go, how near must it be | |
Before it touches you, before it touches me | |
Here in this cold white room | |
Tied up to these machines | |
It's hard to imagine life as it used to be | |
Laughing screaming tumbling queen | |
Like the most amazing light show you've ever seen | |
Whirling swirling never blue | |
How could you go and die, what a lonely thing to do | |
Did you ever ask those strangers what they're looking for? | |
Did they laugh and tell you they're not really sure? | |
You were hurt by love but still you came right back for more | |
Il adore, il adore, il adore | |
Thanks mum |
zuo ci : O DOWD, GEORGE THEMIS, JOHN | |
Mother clutches the head of her dying son | |
Anger and tears, so many things to feel | |
Sensitive boy, good with his hands | |
Noone mentions the unmentionable, but everybody understands | |
Here in this cold white room | |
Tied up to these machines | |
It' s hard to imagine him as he used to be | |
Laughing screaming tumbling queen | |
Like the most amazing light show you' ve ever seen | |
Whirling swirling never blue | |
How could you go and die, what a lonely thing to do | |
Silence equals death, this is what they say | |
But the anger and the tears do not take the pain away | |
How far must it go, how near must it be | |
Before it touches you, before it touches me | |
Here in this cold white room | |
Tied up to these machines | |
It' s hard to imagine life as it used to be | |
Laughing screaming tumbling queen | |
Like the most amazing light show you' ve ever seen | |
Whirling swirling never blue | |
How could you go and die, what a lonely thing to do | |
Did you ever ask those strangers what they' re looking for? | |
Did they laugh and tell you they' re not really sure? | |
You were hurt by love but still you came right back for more | |
Il adore, il adore, il adore | |
Thanks mum |
zuò cí : O DOWD, GEORGE THEMIS, JOHN | |
Mother clutches the head of her dying son | |
Anger and tears, so many things to feel | |
Sensitive boy, good with his hands | |
Noone mentions the unmentionable, but everybody understands | |
Here in this cold white room | |
Tied up to these machines | |
It' s hard to imagine him as he used to be | |
Laughing screaming tumbling queen | |
Like the most amazing light show you' ve ever seen | |
Whirling swirling never blue | |
How could you go and die, what a lonely thing to do | |
Silence equals death, this is what they say | |
But the anger and the tears do not take the pain away | |
How far must it go, how near must it be | |
Before it touches you, before it touches me | |
Here in this cold white room | |
Tied up to these machines | |
It' s hard to imagine life as it used to be | |
Laughing screaming tumbling queen | |
Like the most amazing light show you' ve ever seen | |
Whirling swirling never blue | |
How could you go and die, what a lonely thing to do | |
Did you ever ask those strangers what they' re looking for? | |
Did they laugh and tell you they' re not really sure? | |
You were hurt by love but still you came right back for more | |
Il adore, il adore, il adore | |
Thanks mum |