歌曲 | Terror Time |
歌手 | Old Blind Dogs |
专辑 | Four On The Floor |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : McColl | |
The heather will fade, and the bracken will die, | |
Streams will run cold and clear, | |
Ah the small birds they will be going, | |
For it's then that you'll be knowing, | |
That the terror time is here | |
The woods give no shelter, ah the trees they are bare | |
Snows lying all around, | |
Oh the young children are crying, | |
For the bed on which they're lying, | |
Is frozen to the ground | |
And when you need the warmth of your own human kind, | |
You move near a town and then, | |
Oh the sight of you is offending, | |
The police they soon are sending, | |
And you're on the road again | |
Whaur will ye gang, aye and whit will ye dae? | |
Noo that the work's all done, | |
And the fairmer doesnae need ye, | |
And the Cooncil willnae feed ye, | |
And you're on the road again | |
The heather will fade, and the bracken will die, | |
The streams will run cold and clear, | |
Anye the small birds they will be going, | |
For it's then that you'll be knowing, | |
That the terror time is here |
zuo ci : McColl | |
The heather will fade, and the bracken will die, | |
Streams will run cold and clear, | |
Ah the small birds they will be going, | |
For it' s then that you' ll be knowing, | |
That the terror time is here | |
The woods give no shelter, ah the trees they are bare | |
Snows lying all around, | |
Oh the young children are crying, | |
For the bed on which they' re lying, | |
Is frozen to the ground | |
And when you need the warmth of your own human kind, | |
You move near a town and then, | |
Oh the sight of you is offending, | |
The police they soon are sending, | |
And you' re on the road again | |
Whaur will ye gang, aye and whit will ye dae? | |
Noo that the work' s all done, | |
And the fairmer doesnae need ye, | |
And the Cooncil willnae feed ye, | |
And you' re on the road again | |
The heather will fade, and the bracken will die, | |
The streams will run cold and clear, | |
Anye the small birds they will be going, | |
For it' s then that you' ll be knowing, | |
That the terror time is here |
zuò cí : McColl | |
The heather will fade, and the bracken will die, | |
Streams will run cold and clear, | |
Ah the small birds they will be going, | |
For it' s then that you' ll be knowing, | |
That the terror time is here | |
The woods give no shelter, ah the trees they are bare | |
Snows lying all around, | |
Oh the young children are crying, | |
For the bed on which they' re lying, | |
Is frozen to the ground | |
And when you need the warmth of your own human kind, | |
You move near a town and then, | |
Oh the sight of you is offending, | |
The police they soon are sending, | |
And you' re on the road again | |
Whaur will ye gang, aye and whit will ye dae? | |
Noo that the work' s all done, | |
And the fairmer doesnae need ye, | |
And the Cooncil willnae feed ye, | |
And you' re on the road again | |
The heather will fade, and the bracken will die, | |
The streams will run cold and clear, | |
Anye the small birds they will be going, | |
For it' s then that you' ll be knowing, | |
That the terror time is here |