歌曲 | Song Of The Valley |
歌手 | John Cale |
专辑 | Artificial Intelligence |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Cale, Sloman | |
I roamed the world for love and glory | |
Full-time ambassador of mirth | |
I never thought that i'd be sorry | |
To squander most of my true worth | |
The sun beats down on the valley | |
The waves crash on the shore | |
I was a soldier of the alley | |
I cannot fight there anymore | |
So now i just wait for the hour | |
Lips parted like a kiss | |
I just assume there is a power | |
Who can deliver me from this | |
The sun beats down on the valley | |
The waves crash on the shore | |
I was a soldier of the alley | |
I cannot fight there anymore | |
They say that love is like a flower | |
That bows so graceful to the light | |
But i've seen most true love go sour | |
Then blossom in the dead of night | |
I can't be certain of the hour | |
Or who will bear that final kiss | |
I must assume there is a power | |
Who can deliver me from this | |
The sun beats down on the valley | |
The waves crash on the shore | |
I was a soldier of the alley | |
I cannot fight there anymore | |
To roam the world for love and glory | |
To roam the world at all | |
Who would have thought that i'd be sorry | |
To squander it all | |
The sun beats down on the valley | |
The waves push up against the shore | |
I was a soldier on the alley | |
I cannot fight there anymore |
zuo ci : Cale, Sloman | |
I roamed the world for love and glory | |
Fulltime ambassador of mirth | |
I never thought that i' d be sorry | |
To squander most of my true worth | |
The sun beats down on the valley | |
The waves crash on the shore | |
I was a soldier of the alley | |
I cannot fight there anymore | |
So now i just wait for the hour | |
Lips parted like a kiss | |
I just assume there is a power | |
Who can deliver me from this | |
The sun beats down on the valley | |
The waves crash on the shore | |
I was a soldier of the alley | |
I cannot fight there anymore | |
They say that love is like a flower | |
That bows so graceful to the light | |
But i' ve seen most true love go sour | |
Then blossom in the dead of night | |
I can' t be certain of the hour | |
Or who will bear that final kiss | |
I must assume there is a power | |
Who can deliver me from this | |
The sun beats down on the valley | |
The waves crash on the shore | |
I was a soldier of the alley | |
I cannot fight there anymore | |
To roam the world for love and glory | |
To roam the world at all | |
Who would have thought that i' d be sorry | |
To squander it all | |
The sun beats down on the valley | |
The waves push up against the shore | |
I was a soldier on the alley | |
I cannot fight there anymore |
zuò cí : Cale, Sloman | |
I roamed the world for love and glory | |
Fulltime ambassador of mirth | |
I never thought that i' d be sorry | |
To squander most of my true worth | |
The sun beats down on the valley | |
The waves crash on the shore | |
I was a soldier of the alley | |
I cannot fight there anymore | |
So now i just wait for the hour | |
Lips parted like a kiss | |
I just assume there is a power | |
Who can deliver me from this | |
The sun beats down on the valley | |
The waves crash on the shore | |
I was a soldier of the alley | |
I cannot fight there anymore | |
They say that love is like a flower | |
That bows so graceful to the light | |
But i' ve seen most true love go sour | |
Then blossom in the dead of night | |
I can' t be certain of the hour | |
Or who will bear that final kiss | |
I must assume there is a power | |
Who can deliver me from this | |
The sun beats down on the valley | |
The waves crash on the shore | |
I was a soldier of the alley | |
I cannot fight there anymore | |
To roam the world for love and glory | |
To roam the world at all | |
Who would have thought that i' d be sorry | |
To squander it all | |
The sun beats down on the valley | |
The waves push up against the shore | |
I was a soldier on the alley | |
I cannot fight there anymore |