| 歌曲 | She's Not Home |
| 歌手 | Adriano Cintra |
| 专辑 | Tramps in Space |
| 作词 : Adriano Cintra | |
| 作曲 : Adriano Cintra | |
| She lives in nice accomodations | |
| So very spacious | |
| Complete with beautiful appliances | |
| In dead silence | |
| She’s not home | |
| She’s been sent to space | |
| In a very tiny tin can | |
| Experimental case | |
| No one’s gonna miss her | |
| She will never know | |
| The cravings of her heart | |
| Lost in the cosmic flow | |
| No one’s gonna miss her | |
| She will never know | |
| The cravings of her heart | |
| Lost in the cosmic flow | |
| She took her time to watch the landscape | |
| Craving for some change of shape | |
| It was no subtle tribulation | |
| For such lonely aberration | |
| And now the consort of convenience | |
| Has no one to grant forgiveness | |
| Bored to death, cursed with science | |
| In dead silence | |
| No one’s gonna miss her | |
| She will never know | |
| The cravings of her heart | |
| Lost in the cosmic flow | |
| No one’s gonna miss her | |
| She will never know | |
| The cravings of her heart | |
| Lost in the cosmic flow | |
| And she’s not alone | |
| Not inside her head | |
| She may have lost control | |
| She’s not home, yeah | |
| No one’s gonna miss her | |
| She will never know | |
| The cravings of her heart | |
| Lost in the cosmic flow | |
| No one’s gonna miss her | |
| She will never know | |
| The cravings of her heart | |
| Lost in the cosmic flow |
| zuò cí : Adriano Cintra | |
| zuò qǔ : Adriano Cintra | |
| She lives in nice accomodations | |
| So very spacious | |
| Complete with beautiful appliances | |
| In dead silence | |
| She' s not home | |
| She' s been sent to space | |
| In a very tiny tin can | |
| Experimental case | |
| No one' s gonna miss her | |
| She will never know | |
| The cravings of her heart | |
| Lost in the cosmic flow | |
| No one' s gonna miss her | |
| She will never know | |
| The cravings of her heart | |
| Lost in the cosmic flow | |
| She took her time to watch the landscape | |
| Craving for some change of shape | |
| It was no subtle tribulation | |
| For such lonely aberration | |
| And now the consort of convenience | |
| Has no one to grant forgiveness | |
| Bored to death, cursed with science | |
| In dead silence | |
| No one' s gonna miss her | |
| She will never know | |
| The cravings of her heart | |
| Lost in the cosmic flow | |
| No one' s gonna miss her | |
| She will never know | |
| The cravings of her heart | |
| Lost in the cosmic flow | |
| And she' s not alone | |
| Not inside her head | |
| She may have lost control | |
| She' s not home, yeah | |
| No one' s gonna miss her | |
| She will never know | |
| The cravings of her heart | |
| Lost in the cosmic flow | |
| No one' s gonna miss her | |
| She will never know | |
| The cravings of her heart | |
| Lost in the cosmic flow |