The Valleys 歌词
| 歌曲 | The Valleys |
| 歌手 | Electrelane |
| 专辑 | The Power Out |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Electrelane | |
| I heard it from the valleys | |
| I heard it ringing in the mountains | |
| Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah | |
| I heard it from the valleys | |
| I heard him singing in the mountains | |
| Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah | |
| Robert, when I drowse to-night | |
| Skirting lawns of sleep to chase | |
| Shifting dreams in mazy light | |
| Somewhere then I'll see your face | |
| Turning back to bid me follow | |
| Where I wag my arms and hollow | |
| Over hedges hasting after | |
| Crooked smile and baffling laughter | |
| We know such dreams are true | |
| He's come back, all mirth and glory | |
| -Running tireless, floating, leaping | |
| -Down your web-hung woods and valleys | |
| -Where the glowworm stars are peeping | |
| Like the prince in a fairy story | |
| -Till I find you, quiet as stone | |
| -On a hill-top all alone | |
| -Staring outward, gravely pondering | |
| -Jumbled leagues of hillock-wandering | |
| Winter called him far away | |
| -You and I have walked together | |
| -In the starving winter weather | |
| -We've been glad because we knew | |
| -Time's too short and friends are few | |
| Blossoms bring him home with May | |
| -We've been sad because we missed | |
| -One whose yellow head was kissed | |
| -By the gods, who thought about him | |
| -Till they couldn't do without him | |
| Now he's here again | |
| Standing in a wood that swings | |
| To the madrigal he sings | |
| And I'm sure, as here I stand, | |
| That he shines through every land | |
| That he sings in every place | |
| Where we're thinking of his face | |
| While we know such dreams are true |
| zuo qu : Electrelane | |
| I heard it from the valleys | |
| I heard it ringing in the mountains | |
| Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah | |
| I heard it from the valleys | |
| I heard him singing in the mountains | |
| Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah | |
| Robert, when I drowse tonight | |
| Skirting lawns of sleep to chase | |
| Shifting dreams in mazy light | |
| Somewhere then I' ll see your face | |
| Turning back to bid me follow | |
| Where I wag my arms and hollow | |
| Over hedges hasting after | |
| Crooked smile and baffling laughter | |
| We know such dreams are true | |
| He' s come back, all mirth and glory | |
| Running tireless, floating, leaping | |
| Down your webhung woods and valleys | |
| Where the glowworm stars are peeping | |
| Like the prince in a fairy story | |
| Till I find you, quiet as stone | |
| On a hilltop all alone | |
| Staring outward, gravely pondering | |
| Jumbled leagues of hillockwandering | |
| Winter called him far away | |
| You and I have walked together | |
| In the starving winter weather | |
| We' ve been glad because we knew | |
| Time' s too short and friends are few | |
| Blossoms bring him home with May | |
| We' ve been sad because we missed | |
| One whose yellow head was kissed | |
| By the gods, who thought about him | |
| Till they couldn' t do without him | |
| Now he' s here again | |
| Standing in a wood that swings | |
| To the madrigal he sings | |
| And I' m sure, as here I stand, | |
| That he shines through every land | |
| That he sings in every place | |
| Where we' re thinking of his face | |
| While we know such dreams are true |
| zuò qǔ : Electrelane | |
| I heard it from the valleys | |
| I heard it ringing in the mountains | |
| Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah | |
| I heard it from the valleys | |
| I heard him singing in the mountains | |
| Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah | |
| Robert, when I drowse tonight | |
| Skirting lawns of sleep to chase | |
| Shifting dreams in mazy light | |
| Somewhere then I' ll see your face | |
| Turning back to bid me follow | |
| Where I wag my arms and hollow | |
| Over hedges hasting after | |
| Crooked smile and baffling laughter | |
| We know such dreams are true | |
| He' s come back, all mirth and glory | |
| Running tireless, floating, leaping | |
| Down your webhung woods and valleys | |
| Where the glowworm stars are peeping | |
| Like the prince in a fairy story | |
| Till I find you, quiet as stone | |
| On a hilltop all alone | |
| Staring outward, gravely pondering | |
| Jumbled leagues of hillockwandering | |
| Winter called him far away | |
| You and I have walked together | |
| In the starving winter weather | |
| We' ve been glad because we knew | |
| Time' s too short and friends are few | |
| Blossoms bring him home with May | |
| We' ve been sad because we missed | |
| One whose yellow head was kissed | |
| By the gods, who thought about him | |
| Till they couldn' t do without him | |
| Now he' s here again | |
| Standing in a wood that swings | |
| To the madrigal he sings | |
| And I' m sure, as here I stand, | |
| That he shines through every land | |
| That he sings in every place | |
| Where we' re thinking of his face | |
| While we know such dreams are true |
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