Sidi Ifni 歌词

	作词 : Hickman, Lowery
	We walked down
	a long promenade
	Down a winding stair,
	wide as boulevards
	Vines and shrubs
	grew between the steps
	From the Spanish town
	to the African sea
	We drank wine
	and toasted to the day
	When she was the queen,
	before the long decay
	We drank wine,
	slept off hangovers
	Lethargy, decay
	and forgotten loves
	We’d awake
	to the BBC
	An old English queen
	on the balcony
	Wander ’round
	abandoned consulates
	An old broken chair
	on the marble stair
	And from the roof,
	see Canary seas
	The discarded runway
	of Sidi Ifni
	We drank wine
	lying on our backs
	On the warm tarmac,
	in a bowl of stars
	Well, I went down,
	mostly on my own
	Till I was alone
	in that shipwrecked house
	Through the porthole sea
	an epiphany
	I would never leave this place alive
	I drink gin
	with the old ex-pats
	We are broken things,
	from a broken past
	And it comes near;
	but just out of grasp
	The alchemist words
	that would bring her back

	zuo ci : Hickman, Lowery
	We walked down
	a long promenade
	Down a winding stair,
	wide as boulevards
	Vines and shrubs
	grew between the steps
	From the Spanish town
	to the African sea
	We drank wine
	and toasted to the day
	When she was the queen,
	before the long decay
	We drank wine,
	slept off hangovers
	Lethargy, decay
	and forgotten loves
	We' d awake
	to the BBC
	An old English queen
	on the balcony
	Wander ' round
	abandoned consulates
	An old broken chair
	on the marble stair
	And from the roof,
	see Canary seas
	The discarded runway
	of Sidi Ifni
	We drank wine
	lying on our backs
	On the warm tarmac,
	in a bowl of stars
	Well, I went down,
	mostly on my own
	Till I was alone
	in that shipwrecked house
	Through the porthole sea
	an epiphany
	I would never leave this place alive
	I drink gin
	with the old expats
	We are broken things,
	from a broken past
	And it comes near
	but just out of grasp
	The alchemist words
	that would bring her back

	zuò cí : Hickman, Lowery
	We walked down
	a long promenade
	Down a winding stair,
	wide as boulevards
	Vines and shrubs
	grew between the steps
	From the Spanish town
	to the African sea
	We drank wine
	and toasted to the day
	When she was the queen,
	before the long decay
	We drank wine,
	slept off hangovers
	Lethargy, decay
	and forgotten loves
	We' d awake
	to the BBC
	An old English queen
	on the balcony
	Wander ' round
	abandoned consulates
	An old broken chair
	on the marble stair
	And from the roof,
	see Canary seas
	The discarded runway
	of Sidi Ifni
	We drank wine
	lying on our backs
	On the warm tarmac,
	in a bowl of stars
	Well, I went down,
	mostly on my own
	Till I was alone
	in that shipwrecked house
	Through the porthole sea
	an epiphany
	I would never leave this place alive
	I drink gin
	with the old expats
	We are broken things,
	from a broken past
	And it comes near
	but just out of grasp
	The alchemist words
	that would bring her back

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