歌曲 | Proud To Be A Dread |
歌手 | Des'ree |
专辑 | Supernatural |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Des'ree/Michale Graves | |
作词 : Des'ree/Michale Graves | |
Tafari tries to get a job | |
Ten letters behind his name | |
Born up in the cornfields | |
Tafari doesn't know the game | |
The game is no respect for life | |
Even less for rules | |
Winners only need apply | |
Sorry no rooms for fools | |
Tafari, looks up to the stars and | |
Wonders if there's life on | |
MarsSome say, he should shave his head | |
But he's proud to be a dread' | |
Cos, I'll be better, | |
I'll be stronger | |
For the truth, | |
I know takes longer | |
I've the cunning of the tiger | |
And the Wisdom of the trees | |
I won't be sad, refuse the sorrow | |
I look forward to tomorrow | |
I'll release my anger' | |
Cos I'm proud to be a dread | |
Selassie, tries to find a home | |
To rest his weary head | |
A place where he can take his girl | |
To share this spiritual bed | |
When he's greeted at the door | |
The sign has changed his tune | |
Though the queen is full of child | |
Sorry, there's no room | |
Selassie looks up to the clouds | |
He curses hard and shouts out loud | |
Remembering his father's words | |
A whisper from the dead' | |
Cos, I'll be better, | |
I'll be stronger | |
For the truth, | |
I know takes longer | |
I've the cunning of the tiger | |
And the wisdom of the trees | |
I won't be sad, refuse the sorrow | |
I look forward to tomorrow | |
I'll release my anger' | |
Cos I'm proud to be a dread' | |
Cos in this life, you have to take a chance | |
Why else live at all' | |
Cos in this life, to climb a mountain | |
Sometimes expect to fall' | |
Cos in this life nothing comes easy | |
If it does, it has a price' | |
Cos in this life a martyr suffers | |
Look at Jesus | |
ChristLeo, faces many trials | |
But hold hid head up high | |
He won't allow the hatred | |
To Make his spirit cry | |
Leo looks up to the moon | |
Sitting in its silver spoon | |
Maybe I should change my job | |
Be an astronaut instead' | |
Cos, I'll be better, | |
I'll be stronger | |
For the truth, | |
I know takes longer | |
I've the cunning of the tiger | |
And the wisdom of the trees | |
I won't be sad, refuse the sorrow | |
I look forward to tomorrow | |
I'll release my anger' | |
Cos I'm proud to be a dread | |
I'll release my anger' | |
Cos I'm proud to be a dread' | |
Cos, I'll be better, | |
I'll be stronger | |
For the truth, | |
I'll be a seeker | |
I've the cunning of the tiger | |
And the wisdom of the trees | |
In my dealings | |
I'll be honest | |
To myself | |
I make this promise |
zuo qu : Des' ree Michale Graves | |
zuo ci : Des' ree Michale Graves | |
Tafari tries to get a job | |
Ten letters behind his name | |
Born up in the cornfields | |
Tafari doesn' t know the game | |
The game is no respect for life | |
Even less for rules | |
Winners only need apply | |
Sorry no rooms for fools | |
Tafari, looks up to the stars and | |
Wonders if there' s life on | |
MarsSome say, he should shave his head | |
But he' s proud to be a dread' | |
Cos, I' ll be better, | |
I' ll be stronger | |
For the truth, | |
I know takes longer | |
I' ve the cunning of the tiger | |
And the Wisdom of the trees | |
I won' t be sad, refuse the sorrow | |
I look forward to tomorrow | |
I' ll release my anger' | |
Cos I' m proud to be a dread | |
Selassie, tries to find a home | |
To rest his weary head | |
A place where he can take his girl | |
To share this spiritual bed | |
When he' s greeted at the door | |
The sign has changed his tune | |
Though the queen is full of child | |
Sorry, there' s no room | |
Selassie looks up to the clouds | |
He curses hard and shouts out loud | |
Remembering his father' s words | |
A whisper from the dead' | |
Cos, I' ll be better, | |
I' ll be stronger | |
For the truth, | |
I know takes longer | |
I' ve the cunning of the tiger | |
And the wisdom of the trees | |
I won' t be sad, refuse the sorrow | |
I look forward to tomorrow | |
I' ll release my anger' | |
Cos I' m proud to be a dread' | |
Cos in this life, you have to take a chance | |
Why else live at all' | |
Cos in this life, to climb a mountain | |
Sometimes expect to fall' | |
Cos in this life nothing comes easy | |
If it does, it has a price' | |
Cos in this life a martyr suffers | |
Look at Jesus | |
ChristLeo, faces many trials | |
But hold hid head up high | |
He won' t allow the hatred | |
To Make his spirit cry | |
Leo looks up to the moon | |
Sitting in its silver spoon | |
Maybe I should change my job | |
Be an astronaut instead' | |
Cos, I' ll be better, | |
I' ll be stronger | |
For the truth, | |
I know takes longer | |
I' ve the cunning of the tiger | |
And the wisdom of the trees | |
I won' t be sad, refuse the sorrow | |
I look forward to tomorrow | |
I' ll release my anger' | |
Cos I' m proud to be a dread | |
I' ll release my anger' | |
Cos I' m proud to be a dread' | |
Cos, I' ll be better, | |
I' ll be stronger | |
For the truth, | |
I' ll be a seeker | |
I' ve the cunning of the tiger | |
And the wisdom of the trees | |
In my dealings | |
I' ll be honest | |
To myself | |
I make this promise |
zuò qǔ : Des' ree Michale Graves | |
zuò cí : Des' ree Michale Graves | |
Tafari tries to get a job | |
Ten letters behind his name | |
Born up in the cornfields | |
Tafari doesn' t know the game | |
The game is no respect for life | |
Even less for rules | |
Winners only need apply | |
Sorry no rooms for fools | |
Tafari, looks up to the stars and | |
Wonders if there' s life on | |
MarsSome say, he should shave his head | |
But he' s proud to be a dread' | |
Cos, I' ll be better, | |
I' ll be stronger | |
For the truth, | |
I know takes longer | |
I' ve the cunning of the tiger | |
And the Wisdom of the trees | |
I won' t be sad, refuse the sorrow | |
I look forward to tomorrow | |
I' ll release my anger' | |
Cos I' m proud to be a dread | |
Selassie, tries to find a home | |
To rest his weary head | |
A place where he can take his girl | |
To share this spiritual bed | |
When he' s greeted at the door | |
The sign has changed his tune | |
Though the queen is full of child | |
Sorry, there' s no room | |
Selassie looks up to the clouds | |
He curses hard and shouts out loud | |
Remembering his father' s words | |
A whisper from the dead' | |
Cos, I' ll be better, | |
I' ll be stronger | |
For the truth, | |
I know takes longer | |
I' ve the cunning of the tiger | |
And the wisdom of the trees | |
I won' t be sad, refuse the sorrow | |
I look forward to tomorrow | |
I' ll release my anger' | |
Cos I' m proud to be a dread' | |
Cos in this life, you have to take a chance | |
Why else live at all' | |
Cos in this life, to climb a mountain | |
Sometimes expect to fall' | |
Cos in this life nothing comes easy | |
If it does, it has a price' | |
Cos in this life a martyr suffers | |
Look at Jesus | |
ChristLeo, faces many trials | |
But hold hid head up high | |
He won' t allow the hatred | |
To Make his spirit cry | |
Leo looks up to the moon | |
Sitting in its silver spoon | |
Maybe I should change my job | |
Be an astronaut instead' | |
Cos, I' ll be better, | |
I' ll be stronger | |
For the truth, | |
I know takes longer | |
I' ve the cunning of the tiger | |
And the wisdom of the trees | |
I won' t be sad, refuse the sorrow | |
I look forward to tomorrow | |
I' ll release my anger' | |
Cos I' m proud to be a dread | |
I' ll release my anger' | |
Cos I' m proud to be a dread' | |
Cos, I' ll be better, | |
I' ll be stronger | |
For the truth, | |
I' ll be a seeker | |
I' ve the cunning of the tiger | |
And the wisdom of the trees | |
In my dealings | |
I' ll be honest | |
To myself | |
I make this promise |